Lemon Tree

I found this old poem in a book called "A Treasury of The World's Best Loved Poems"

published by Avenel Books, A Division of Crown Publishers, Inc. New York in a coffee shop.

I remember that I had to learn this poem at school

many moons ago...

THE DAFFODILS

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hill,

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.

This is the first section only of this lovely poem by William Wordsworth.

"He who follows righteousness and mercy

Finds life, righteousness and honor."

Proverbs 21:21