Golden daffodils

Dear everybody!

What a gorgeous spring sunny day!

I hope it is sunny where you are, too. I want to share with you an old poem about my family, beautifully read by the British actress Noma Dumezweni. She has such a captivating voice! If you are ever sad, think of a big yellow field of gentle, happy Daffodils, and you will feel happy again!

Below is the text of the poem. It was written by a famous British poet, William Wordsworth.

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. 

William Wordsworth