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Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Spring Poem: The Daffodils

The 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.

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
Outdid the waves in sparkling 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.

In the photos above, unfortunately, I'm unable to dance with the daffodils. Aaron, my husband, took the pictures of me and the flowers in 2012. I didn't dance as I was afraid of damaging the blooms and we were in a public park near The Pentagon. Neither one of us were thrilled at the prospect of possibly facing a firing squad for mutilating public property! 

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Bare With Pride

1 comment:

Rashad Meekins said...

Hey Roger, great pictures!