OH HAPPY DAY !

                      DAFFODILS

 

        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 tree,

        Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

 

       Continuous as the stars that shine

       And twinkle on the milky way,

       They stretch in never-ending line

       Along the margin of the bay;

       Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

       Tossing their head`s in sprightly dance.

 

      The waves beside them danced,  but they

       Outdid 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                                                                    

 

PIPPA`S SONG  by Robert Browning

The year`s at the spring,

And day`s at the morn;

Morning`s at seven;

The hill-side`s dew pearl`d;

The lark`s on the wing

The snail`s on the thorn;

God`s in his heaven -

All`s right with the world

These are two of my favourite poems, both of which are joyful and fit well with my frame of mind today.  Today is for me, a good day, and it it be the same for you all.  The signature was made for me for my very good friend, Sharon.  I love her journal so please take a look yourself.  It`s worth a read.