There is a poem by Wordsworth that is much quoted because it is much loved. I had one of my sons learn it when he was a young home school student, and he wrote it in nice script in his poetry journal along with a pencil sketch of a daffodil. A few months later, he accompanied my husband on a trip to France. It was March, and they drove through the countryside from Calais to Normandy. When Sam returned home, he told me, “Mom, you know that Wordsworth poem I learned? I saw fields of daffodils, just like he described…” In light of my yearning for spring and in gratitude that March (however cold, it’s still March and not December) is finally here, I’m posting Wordsworth’s famous poem.
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,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did 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.
2 thoughts on “A Salute to March”
Ingrid, I love that poem, too! I first read it in school when I was in the third grade and was fascinated by it! I related to the first line as I had walked to school alone for years and was always so happy when spring finally came with it’s warm weather and the flowers along the way which so brightened my day and I didn’t feel so lonely. I have always had daffodils in my gardens and I’m excited once again as yesterday before the snowfall I saw them poking up letting me know that spring will soon be here! : ) Blessings, Carol
This is a great poem and a great reminder that soon we will see beautiful things, too that our Great Creator has given to us, all things richly to enjoy! Spring is coming and so is the Lord Jesus Christ to take up His redeemed!
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