I wandered along the lakeside path
And listened to the daffodils song
Carried along with the whistling wind
To which the robins and blackbirds
Danced along.
They sang of the wind and rain, and
The sun and moon and clouds above.
They sang of the eternal dream,
They sang of the beginning of spring love.
The song they sung for you and me.
They sang out the spring rains through,
About the beauty of that time of year
That holds the body light and new,
With new love so young and true.
I, their witness that bright spring day.
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