Sunday, April 26, 2015

The Wood of Flowers





The Wood of Flowers

I went to the Wood of Flowers,
No one went with me;
I was there alone for hours;
I was happy as could be,
In the Wood of Flowers!

There was grass
On the ground;
There were leaves
On the tree; 

And the wind 
Had a sound
Of such sheer
Gaiety

That I 
Was as happy 
As happy could be,
In the Wood of Flowers!

~James Stephens

Larrick Crosby, Nancy. Piping Down the Valleys Wild. 
New York: Delacorte Press, 1968. Print.

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