Hello, Tawfeeq!

Thanks a million for dropping by and for the lovely flowers! Your flowers have reminded me of the spring! It has come to my city at last, but I even don't have time and energy to enjoy it. This year is so busy and difficult.

You inspired me to read some poems about spring.

“Spring has returned. The earth is like a child that knows poems. ”

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

I came across a poem for children. I'm going to learn it with my primary school students. It's very simple but I like it....

I plant a little seed in the dark, dark ground,

Out comes the yellow sun, big and round.

Down comes the cool rain soft and slow,

Up comes the little plant, grow, grow…grow!

Daffodils

by William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850) an English Romantic poet

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 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 daffodils