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
Monday, August 24, 2026
Daffodils
Sunday, August 23, 2026
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Wednesday, August 19, 2026
The Daisy Follows Soft The Sun
The Daisy follows soft the Sun,
And when his golden walk is done,
Sits shyly at his feet.
He, waking, finds the flower near.
“Wherefore, marauder, art thou here?”
“Because, Sir, love is sweet!”
~ Emily Dickinson
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