The schools shut in the UK yesterday. I went to the gates to collect my younger son. I was worried i would cry. But, as i got there i saw the daffodils bobbing in the breeze, their petals escaping around the green iron bars of the school fence. They were peeping out, saying ‘can we come too?’….normally its so busy i don t ever see the yellow trumpets but yesterday they struck me. I stood there and wrote this poem . It helped articulate the jumble of feelings i had inside.