I wandered lonely as a cloud
O'er vales and hills
To find the only one that's right for me
Fair of face, a poet's soul
Kind of heart and a strong constitution
With me, he will decry Daily
God Almighty Salvation (a smirk)
Along fields of Daffodils, I see us engaged
Walking always hand in hand
Clouds of white, blue, or gray natures garden
Be our solitude
He must be strong, a defender of honor
Truth, Justice, and the American way
I need no adornment of riches or gold
Just a kind heart and a poet's soul
I crave not the limelight
Nor clothes adorned with fancy trimmings
Or a rich Mans gold from coffers brimming
"Beside the lake beneath the trees fluttering and dancing in the breeze"
On a blanket just for two
I'll lay my head and dream of things
Like fairies, magpies perched on limbs
Of hummingbirds feeding during spring
"A poet could not but be gay"
With such jocular company
On a bicycle built for two
We'll travel the hills permeated by the sweet smell of daffodils.
Wordsworth left a mark with his ode to Nature in that one Poem time and again I recite it in my mind as I walk or stare out at Nature. So much beauty, I wrote this I believe in 2011.
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