I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
John Keats
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.
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Can’t go wrong with Keats
Thanks for the comment, Jeffrey. Keats is a sure winner every time. Have a great day. Ray