The Trickster

The Trickster written by William Henry Davies

Nature Poems (1908)

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When first I left a town,
And lived in Nature's parts,
I heard the march of men,
And whistles, horses, carts;
And it to me did seem
Nature was but a dream.

I heard blows struck outside,
And bodies fall all day,
And laughter, shrieks, and groans;
And who, think you, did play
These mad pranks on my mind?
It was the merry Wind.

He blubbered oft near by,
Against the corner stone;
Like sulking child, who'll not
Come in, nor yet be gone -
To whom full well 'tis known
His mother's home alone.

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