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.
This beautiful poem by William Wordsworth just expresses my feeling aptly.
Pics of me and my daughters taken on my bday.
http://butterfliesnbuttons.blogspot.com/2014/04/daffodils.html
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