As a Kid , and Even Now , I am so fascinated with William Wordsworth Poems. There is a special charm in his poems which makes me visualize the scene of what I read. It beautifully lands me in the lands of his imagination . I love his work and He is my inspiration . Here's a poem written by him which I love and Thought of Sharing it in the A to Z challenge.
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
Maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:
A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!
William Wordsworth .