Oh daffodils! You eager things!
Poking your sunshiny heads out
at the mere suggestion of Spring
when all the wise flowers doubt
the winter wind’s hot air.
Yes, they will arrive uncrumpled to May,
but you had a crystal crown to wear
when snowflakes flew today.
I love the opening “Oh daffodils!” It feels like a combination of “oh you poor kids!” and “you wonderful things!” Great poem.
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