Golden daffodils | William Wordsworth

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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.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

 

This piece appeared in my 2017 New Year greetings post:

A host of twelve rhyming beauties green / For the months of two-thousand and seventeen https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/host-twelve-rhyming-beauties-green-months-seventeen-jayawardena

 

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