the daffodil makes known its will
do put me on a windowsill
the sun should shine on me just so
embracing me with loving glow
a mirror surely would suffice?
you're neither rose nor edelweiss
you can reflect and recollect
I know there's nothing to perfect
don't tease me, you old garden god
though you have plucked me from the mud
the mud awaits your prompt return
or is your choice a Grecian urn?
it's prickly, my daffodil
I put it on the windowsill
and watch the sun; its loving glow
embraces me, from head to toe
Author notes: wc 97 the art is Daffodils In The Window by Robin Wethe Altman, image from iCanvas https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narcissus_(mythology)
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