I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud: Letters: Thoughts of Absent Friends

Monday, August 1, 2011

Letters: Thoughts of Absent Friends

I have had a delightful idea!

Letters!

Inspired by:

On average of once a week you will receive a letter,

Only it won't be addressed to you, but you are very welcome to read them.

As editor I give you permission from...

Zinnia Bethlehem Reid

4 comments:

Rachel and SarahAugust 1, 2011 at 6:56 PM
A Felicity letter is a benison at any time of the day, so I can't wait to read letters from your Zinnia Bethlehem Reid. I'm sure they'll be simple loverly. :) ~Rachel
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I Wandered Lonely as a CloudAugust 2, 2011 at 12:01 AM
Thank you! I received a scrumptious letter today with a real seal on it! :)
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Rachel and SarahAugust 2, 2011 at 8:12 AM
Oh glory be! It stayed all the way across the ocean? :D I must have done it well, because sometimes the seal scrapes off in the postal machines just going across town to a friend! :D
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I Wandered Lonely as a CloudAugust 2, 2011 at 12:16 PM
Yes it did! and it's stuck on pretty well! Mum was delighted with it, she has always wanted to seal her letters like that, and so have I! :)
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I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud: 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 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.