Who is Sad?
Who is sad and who is sorry?
Not the seagull flying high,
not the wren, brown as earth is,
not the bumblebee buzzing by,
not the cat upon the doorstep,
not the dog beside the gate --
they are neither sad nor sorry,
proud, ashamed, on time, nor late.
~ Elizabeth Coatsworth
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