02-24-2016, 10:58 PM
(Just in case my American cousins do not know - Saint David is the patron saint of Wales, the daffodil is recognised as the national flower, and St. David's Day is celebrated on March 1st )
St. David’s Day
In Wales I wandered as allowed
Down the valleys, up the hills.
When all at once I saw a crowd,
Of Welshmen wearing daffodils;
Outside the pub, under the trees,
Singing and dancing in the breeze.
And as they sang with eyes a-shine
As brightly as the Milky Way,
They formed themselves into a line
And marched around Old Cardiff Bay.
Then as if they were in trance
They broke into a sprightly dance.
The waves beside them in the bay
Danced and rolled in sympathy.
A poet, be he straight or gay,
Would enjoy such company.
I stayed and gazed and then I thought
What joy this show to me had brought.
And now when on my bed I lie
I say “Now think about it Dude,
If you're blue no need to sigh;
Relive this in your solitude”.
And then my heart with pleasure fills
With Welshmen wearing daffodils.
(With thanks to William Wordsworth for his inspiration
)
St. David’s Day
In Wales I wandered as allowed
Down the valleys, up the hills.
When all at once I saw a crowd,
Of Welshmen wearing daffodils;
Outside the pub, under the trees,
Singing and dancing in the breeze.
And as they sang with eyes a-shine
As brightly as the Milky Way,
They formed themselves into a line
And marched around Old Cardiff Bay.
Then as if they were in trance
They broke into a sprightly dance.
The waves beside them in the bay
Danced and rolled in sympathy.
A poet, be he straight or gay,
Would enjoy such company.
I stayed and gazed and then I thought
What joy this show to me had brought.
And now when on my bed I lie
I say “Now think about it Dude,
If you're blue no need to sigh;
Relive this in your solitude”.
And then my heart with pleasure fills
With Welshmen wearing daffodils.
(With thanks to William Wordsworth for his inspiration
)