A Boomer Lifestyle Blog

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Another William Wordsworth Poem

I was reading today's post from A Brit in Tennessee and she included this lovely Wordworth poem:
March The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter The green field sleeps in the sun; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one! Like an army defeated The snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill; The plowboy is whooping—anon-anon: There's joy in the mountains; There's life in the fountains; Small clouds are sailing, Blue sky prevailing; The rain is over and gone! ~William Wordsworth
I'm not a real big poetry lover but doesn't this poem make your heart just swell with the beauty and anticipation of Spring.

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