Monday 15th March - Daffodils

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
     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.

 

Children: I will give a chocolate egg to any child that sends me a photo of a homemade daffodil. There are plenty of websites that have examples of how to make a daffodil. If I have more than 5 entries I will have to make a judgement on the 3 best!!

Email Liz Townsend with your photos