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"To Daffodils" - A Poem

Daffodils in bloom

The dwarf yellow daffodil "Tete-a-Tete" blooms early on short sturdy stems. "Ice Follies" is a bi-color, pale yellow and white daffodil that is an early full-size bloomer in my yard. The blossoms last longest in the garden when the temperatures stay cool. When we pick them and bring them inside they do not last as long, as they dry up in the heat and assume a parchment-type texture.

During this all too brief daffodil season I find myself trying to imprint the memory of how they look into my brain so I can remember them until they come again next year. Robert Herrick, in the poem "To Daffodils", addresses the short time we have to savor their (and our) special flowering.

Fair daffodils, we weep to see

You haste away so soon;

As yet the early- rising sun

Has not attained his noon.

Stay, stay

Until the hasting day

Has run

But to the Even-song;

And having prayed together, we

Will go with you along.

We have short time to stay as you,

We have as short a spring;

As quick a growth to meet decay,

As you, or anything.

We die

As your hours do, and dry

Away,

Like to summer's rain;

Or as the pearls of morning's dew,

Ne'er to be found again.

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