William Henry Davies

(3 July 1871 – 26 September 1940 / Monmouthshire / Wales)

The Best Friend - Poem by William Henry Davies

Now shall I walk
Or shall I ride?
"Ride", Pleasure said;
"Walk", Joy replied.

Now what shall I --
Stay home or roam?
"Roam", Pleasure said;
And Joy -- "stay home."

Now shall I dance,
Or sit for dreams?
"Sit," answers Joy;
"Dance," Pleasure screams.

Which of ye two
Will kindest be?
Pleasure laughed sweet,
But Joy kissed me.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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