Poem About Daffodils by William Wordsworth

 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;

 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 I saw 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.

This beautiful poem captures the poet's encounter with a field of daffodils and the lasting impact of that scene on his heart and memory. It's a celebration of nature's beauty and the joy it can bring to the human spirit.