By William Wordsworth 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, [...]

A young lady ,full of life and vigour Like spring wind he warms everybody here Making lotus smile as summer rain His dream is also sweet sleeping among the flowers