The Daffodils
by William Wordsworth
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 leaves 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.
As spring sprouts all around us, our thoughts are turned to new life, fresh starts, and colorful beauty. These aspects of spring have inspired poets for ages; they have inspired us! We examined different types of poems to celebrate the start of spring. After we learned about haikus, color poems, and acrostics, we wrote and recited our own poetry. Take a look at some of the wonderful poems our students wrote:
"Spring"
by Rose, Brazil
Spring inspires my soul!
Petals are so soft;
Roses mean love
In a woman's hands.
Nature is so wonderful!
Glowing garden is so attractive.
"Blue"
by Nariko, Japan
blue is the fresh sky
blue is a peaceful feeling
blue is a forget-me-not
blue is fresh, breezy sea
blue is the beginning of summer
blue is clean rain
"In Spring"
by Imene, France
In Spring, flowers bloom.
In Spring, the grass turns green.
In Spring, the birds sing.
In Spring, the weather turns warm.
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