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The Happy Child

I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick --

But not one like the child did pick.

I heard the packhounds in green park --

But no dog like the child heard bark.

I heard this day bird after bird --

But not one like the child has heard

.

A hundred butterflies saw I --

But not one like the child saw fly.

I saw the horses roll in grass --

But no horse like the child saw pass.

My world this day has lovely been --

But not like what the child has seen.

by

W. H. Davies