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Happy Easter every body,
to those that do and don't celebrate Easter
here's a very lovely poem to go with the pictue

Daffodils By: Willian Wordsworth

I wander’d 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 stretch’d in Never-ending line
Along the Margin of the bay
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in a Sprightly Dance.

enjoy

Description
Happy Easter every body,
to those that do and don't celebrate Easter
here's a very lovely poem to go with the pictue

Daffodils By: Willian Wordsworth

I wander’d 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 stretch’d in Never-ending line
Along the Margin of the bay
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in a Sprightly Dance.

enjoy