The Meadow

The Meadow written by William Henry Davies

From "Secrets", 1924

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Leafy with little clouds, the sky
   Is shining clear and bright.
How the grass shines - it stains the air
   Green over its own height!
And I could almost kneel for joy,
   To see this lovely meadow now:
Go on my knees for half a day,
   To kiss a handful here and there,
While babbling nonsense on the way.

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