Come, let us find a cottage, love, <br />That's green for half a mile around; <br />To laugh at every grumbling bee, <br />Whose sweetest blossom's not yet found. <br />Where many a bird shall sing for you, <br />And in your garden build its nest: <br />They'll sing for you as though their eggs <br />Were lying in your breast, <br />My love-- <br />Were lying warm in your soft breast. <br /> <br />'Tis strange how men find time to hate, <br />When life is all too short for love; <br />But we, away from our own kind, <br />A different life can live and prove. <br />And early on a summer's morn, <br />As I go walking out with you, <br />We'll help the sun with our warm breath <br />To clear away the dew, <br />My love, <br />To clear away the morning dew.<br /><br />William Henry Davies<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-let-us-find/
