Sunday Daffodils Moments

A Poem – Daffodils – William Wordsworth (1815)

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.

Poem – Sunday Daffodils Moments by Natasha

Have you ever noticed,

How they bring sunshine to our home,

Radiate a spectacular warming glow,

That make us smile,

Shining like the sunshine on a glorious day,

How they slowly grow and make everything,

Golden, reviving and bringing to life,

The essence of Spring,

As the delicate petals form,

To make a star,

Day by day opening,

One step at a time,

Not hurried, and perfectly blooming,

As they look up to the sky,

Sunday Daffodils Moments …

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