Author Robert Herrick When a daffodil I see,Hanging down his head towards me,Guess I may what I must be:First, I shall decline my head;Secondly, I shall be dead;Lastly, safely buried. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments