Wordsworth's Daffodils
One spring morning, William and his sister Dorothy stroll through the woods and arrive at the lake. As usual, they pause to admire the scenery. The hills surrounding the tranquil stretch of water are beautiful, but some daffodils impress them most.
golden daffodils
sway in the gentle breeze - -
an artist sketches
Dorothy finishes her sketch and decides to also describe them in her diary entry for the day. William feels inspired to write a poem.
For Deb’s Spring haibun contest
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