Daffodils - Gail Onion

[Larry Robinson]

Daffodils


Each spring daffodils like a secret happiness
Are everywhere again as if they did not care
That the world is so messed up
Or are depressed by the tragedies of last year
We admonish the bright inquisitive faces.
Don’t you realize you are arriving in a drought
Global warming, even extinctions.
The next day even more daffodils crowd
The edges of fences, careen across a field.
They seem to lack a sense of trepidation
Or have self-esteem issues or are intimidated
By changes in weather or a hostile environment.
They are the loyal canines of the plant world
Assured that everyone is glad to see them,
Like your dog in whose eyes you know
You are loved more than you believe 
Anyone could. We have to admit we have longed
To look into the eyes of flowers
To ask how they do it
So free to share with equanimity 
Their finite beauty
Without hesitation
No questions asked, no disturbing borders.
I am your flower they say
You are my flower they say
We are here for you. 
Springtime may just be
Humanity’s other
Best friend.

	- Gail Onion