All Knowledge . . .

I know more about flowers,
And Pat knows about ships.
'Schooner' and 'barquentine'
Are words of note on his lips.
Even 'schooner, barque-rigged'
Has meaning for him. And yet
I don't believe he knows
Hearts' ease from mignonette.
And whenever the daffodils,
Like visiting golden dames,
Honour our humble flat,
He has to ask their names.

poem by Lesbia Harford
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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