#daffodilbomb2016

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#daffodilbomb2016

EACH SPRING, WE SHARE DAFFODILS WITH OUR CLIENTS, NEIGHBORHOOD AND SPRINKLE THEM THROUGHOUT MINNEAPOLIS.

IT'S A LITTLE TRADITION THAT HELPS TAKE THE EDGE OFF THESE LAST FEW WEEKS OF WINTER. IN RETURN, INSTAGRAM FILLS WITH LOVELY PHOTOS OF #DAFFODILBOMB AROUND THE CITY. SHARE YOUR PHOTOS AND KEEP THE TRADITION ROLLING!

AND ONE OF OUR SWEET CLIENTS SHARED THIS POEM WITH US IN HONOR OF THE #DAFFODILBOMB PROJECT. ENJOY!

I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD
BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
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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.

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