I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud .

[Mody Ibrahem]

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.

Written by William Wordsworth

[John Savlove]

Thank you for posting. This is language never to be repeated quite the same way, as such the poetry never grows old, never tires, never fails to warm.

[Mody Ibrahem]

Good morning John  ,
and thank you for your opinion and this poem was written so long time ago by this wonderful poet