i wandered lonely as a cloud
that floats high o'er vales and hills
when all at once i saw a crowd
a host of golden daffidols
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 head in sprightly dance


the waves beside them danced but they
out did the sparkling leaves in glee
a poet could not be but 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 daffidols.


O7/O9/2O1O - 2 years since you died ..
11/O9/2O1O - 2 years since i read that poem at your funeral ..


but i have never stopped missing you


r.i.p Grandad , i've loved you since i met you at 6 weeks old and i'll love you 'till forever