Word Wednesday: Daffodils

 

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales

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.

~William Wordsworth 

 

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Miss C loves to draw, but wants everything to look exactly as the original. She was so content with her pencil sketch, that she traced it to make a separate colour version, so as not to disrupt the beauty of her original.