They sell daffodils in the shops
I long back to the land where they flower abundantly
Naturally
The crisp yellow caressing my tired eyes
I remember - the bluebells, wild garlics, chestnuts, yew trees, the elder alders
Wild gnarly roots on the paths I trod with bare feet
the fragrant forest floor
Unlike anything here
Waterbound, waterbound away from my love
Madmadmadmadmadmad
The snow melts and I feel dread
Are we supposed to, now, feel alive again?
Together with nature
Gross misconceptions
I give away
Losing all that is left, in me
Some hope, I guess
Remains
I will see you again
Soon
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