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The Daffodils

poem 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. 

William Wordsworth

My friends, Lee and Donna,  gave me this Daffodil yesterday from their garden.  Little did they know how precious it would be to me since it was my sister's birthday and daffodils were her favorite flower.  Sue memorized this poem when she was young.  I heard her recite it so often that I nearly have it memorized too.  Susie went to heaven 17 years ago.  My little sister would have been 57 years old.  What a wonderful way to remember and think about her life and what an inspiration she was to so many.   Now I'd like to go to Daffodil Hill before the Daffodils stop dancing for another year.