The wonderful ways of daffodils
That just seem to have sprung there
When you’re passing a particular place -
And one day they’re not there,
And the next day they are -
They’ve just appeared overnight,
And the dandelions as well,
As a kid I’d pick one to tell the time.
And then there’s the yellow - pollen yellow,
Buttercup yellow and the sun is yellow -
But not the grass - the grass is green
Growing and in need of a mowing
And the daylight rains down.
And it can have quite a sharpness to it
Before more watery, but now, sharp and bright.
I like to dog walk in the rain.
I like to pretend that we’re tourists under a familiar sun.
I like to trampoline to shed off the winter weight.
I like to dance with my dogs
And clean the house.
I like to remember the rebirth of Jesus in the spring
And holiday to see loved ones.
I like to see the duty free chocolate.
I like to eat the duty free chocolate.
You can get a double yolk
But not a double yolker Easter egg.
I love the spring.
I’m looking forward to summer.
A group poem by patients and staff on Heather Ward, Glenfield Hospital, Leicestershire Partnership NHS Trust.