Thanks to Robert Frost for encouraging Edward Thomas to write poetry. His active insistence led to some beautiful and thought provoking verse. In one of his more lighthearted moments he penned – Words. The following is from the end of that poem. Rather freeing:

From Words by Edward Thomas

Make me content
With some sweetness
From Wales
Whose nightingales
Have no wings,-
From Wiltshire and Kent
And Herefordshire,
And the villages there,-
From the names, and the things
No less.

Let me sometimes dance
With you,
Or climb
Or stand perchance
In ecstasy,
Fixed and free
In a rhyme,
As poets do.

Thank you Edward and Robert

Best wishes -Denny Bradbury