Thank you for the daffodils 

Standing in their pewter vase

Pointing to heaven and the stars

Flowers nod on the windowsills

These untroubled by the breeze

Are deskbound and await to please

Your weary Pete, whose waning skills

With words receive a fillip now

I love you gorgeous one – and how!

I watch their opening and the thrills

That yellow magic petals bring – 

Thanks for bringing me the spring

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