
Once for a school project (I must have been about 12 years old) I had to choose a poem to recite. My mom chose Daffodils By William Wordsworth because she had loved it as a child. I learned to love it too!
"Daffodils" (1804)
I WANDER'D 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 stretch'd 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 thoughtWhat 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.
By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).

I love this poem! It reminds me of my childhood!!
ReplyDeleteI adore Emily Dickinson's love poems though..."You left me, sweet, to legacies" is a favorite! And "hope is a thing with feathers" is beautiful!
Thank you for your post!!
Thank you, Lauren. I am off to read Emily Dickinson again!
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