Daffodils for Phillieg

jenben59 Member Posts: 136
edited March 2014 in Colorectal Cancer #1
Daffodils a 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 leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but 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.

I love poetry and I thought of this when you wrote about purchasing daffodils.


  • PhillieG
    PhillieG Member Posts: 4,866 Member
    Thank you
    Thanks Jen,
    I often think of this poem from the Little Rascals to Mrs. Crabtree

    High up grew a daffodil
    I couldn’t hardly reach her
    Said I to me, “I think I will
    Get it for my teacher!”
    I climbed to get the daffodil
    Out on a limb so thin
    I tumbled down like Jack and Jill
    And skinned my little shin
    And here’s the pretty daffodil
    I brought to my dear teacher
    I love her dear and I always will
    I’m awful glad to meet cha