SOME people like the great things, and travel far and wide To look upon the strange things, on sea and mountainside. But I love the friendly things that pass before my door, The friendly children and the flowers I've seen a hundred times before. Some people like the great things, the far things and the tall, But the little things that I love, they do not like at all; I talk to all the friendly things the restless people pass, A butterfly upon a bush, a daisy in the grass. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ETUDES DE PLUSIERS PAYSAGES DE L' AME: 1 by HAYDEN CARRUTH A PECK OF GOLD by ROBERT FROST SPRING BLIZZARD by JAMES GALVIN PROMISE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO ATLANTA UNIVERSITY - ITS FOUNDERS AND TEACHERS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |