In My Two Small Fists

in that bright blue summer
I used to gather
daisies for my father
speedwell for my mother

with buttercups
and prickly heather
cowrie shells
and a seagull’s feather

treasures in each fist
all squashed together
daisies for my father
speedwell for my mother

(that’s how I see it
but I don’t know
if it really happened
sixty years ago

but my memories shine
and their light seems true
and so do the daisies
and speedwell too)

from All Shook Up - Poems 1996-2000 (Bloodaxe, 2000), copyright © Adrian Mitchell 2000, used by permission of the author's Estate.

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