Daffodils

"I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud"
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

The poem in its entirety can be found here.

This poem was inspired by a stroll through the English Lake District with his sister, Wordsworth's words are getting me fired up for my upcoming stroll through the Lake District with my sister (and Dad too.)