Daffodils" (1804) 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 s...
Do You Still Have Hope If you can look at the sunset and smile, then you still have hope... If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower, then you still have hope... If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, then you still have hope... If the smile of a child can still warm...