Daffodils at Gordon

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
by 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. . . . .

This is our daffodil patch at Gordon. We have 150 planted – one day there will be a crowd just as Wordsworth saw.

Love, Dad.