Unsaid (letters un/sent long ago or since): The Daffodils' Taunt

Saturday, February 23, 2008

The Daffodils' Taunt

With thanks and apologies to Wordsworth 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. For oft, when no one else shows in spite of pledges to try And... Sign in to see full entry.

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