Poem: White Lilies, Minneapolis

'...we can plant white flowers for our friends in Minneapolis...'

by Steve Day 20th February 2026

There was a time when you would have
sunk down among cornflowers and white lilies 
and laughed at the snow and ice.
Your homemade woollen hat pulled tight over 
forehead and ears, 
smiling eyes shaded from the winter sun.
All the killing fields of the USA, 
as far away as JFK.