I hope everyone who is celebrating manages to enjoy St David's Day despite the fear and gloom caused by the events of the past 24 hours. Let's think daffodils and song!
Here is a poem that I wrote for St David's Day last year:
Cwtch
Apart from Welshcakes, song and vales,
What is it that I miss from Wales?
To see the dragon flying high
and daffodils in March - oh, my!
Then that accent and cadence,
(I hear it now and tears commence.)
Dull grey mornings, Cardiff rain,
No rain like it - don't complain!
But when my life is in a muddle,
a "cwtch" - that is, a warm, Welsh cuddle.
© Pat M. Eggleton, 2024.
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