Day-to-Day Reflections On Life

“Being in this fine mood, I spoke to a little boy, whom I saw playing alone in the road, asking him what he was going to be when he grew up. Of course I expected to hear him say a sailor, a soldier, a hunter, or something else that seems heroic to childhood, and I was very much surprised when he answered innocently, 'A man.' “ – W. H. Davies

Born on this date in 1871, Davies was a Welsh poet and writer who spent a significant part of his life as a tramp or hobo, both in the United Kingdom and United States. He also became one of the most popular poets of his time.

Davies’ principal themes were on his observations about life's hardships, the ways in which the human condition is reflected in nature, and his own tramping adventures and the people he met.  For Saturday’s Poem here is Davies’

A Greeting

Good morning, Life - and all
Things glad and beautiful.
My pockets nothing hold,
But he that owns the gold,
The Sun, is my great friend -
His spending has no end.

Hail to the morning sky,
Which bright clouds measure high;
Hail to you birds whose throats
Would number leaves by notes;
Hail to you shady bowers,
And you green field of flowers.

Hail to you women fair,
That make a show so rare
In cloth as white as milk -
Be't calico or silk:
Good morning, Life - and all
Things glad and beautiful.

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