I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick -- But not one like the child did pick. I heard the pack-hounds 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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CALL TO THE COLORS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 1. HIS EXCUSE FOR LOVING by BEN JONSON SONNET: TO FANNY by JOHN KEATS THE POWER OF MUSIC by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH CORRESPONDENCES by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |