by William Henry Davies (1871 - 1940)

Nature's friend
Language: English 
Say what you like, 
All things love me! 
I pick no flowers -- 
That wins the Bee. 

The Summer's Moths 
Think my hand one -- 
To touch their wings -- 
With Wind and Sun. 

The garden Mouse 
Comes near to play; 
Indeed, he turns 
His eyes away. 

The Wren knows well 
I rob no nest; 
When I look in. 
She still will rest. 

The hedge stops Cows, 
Or they would come 
After my voice 
Right to my home. 

The Horse can tell, 
Straight from my lip. 
My hand could not 
Hold any whip. 

Say what you like, 
All things love me! 
Horse, Cow, and Mouse, 
Bird, Moth and Bee.


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This text was added to the website: 2009-01-15
Line count: 28
Word count: 106