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Sunday, April 11, 2021

Daffodils

 "Daffodils"

~By William Wordsworth~

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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Every year I cut a few for my one and only indoor bouquet. They give me pleasure to know that the original bulbs were planted by my mother, oh so many years ago!



4 comments:

  1. Very nice!!! Beautiful Poem! Glad Spring is here!

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  2. Like the Energizer bunny...they keep going and going (this case, giving!)

    Beautiful Ms. G

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  3. What would spring be without the daffodil!

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