Wednesday, May 1, 2013

A POEM FOR MAY




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.  

5 comments:

  1. When I flip my calendar, I also think of you!

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  2. Kathy, you are good with poems!!! I love it!!

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  3. Beautiful! No daffodils around here right now.....unless it's in the stores!

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