From A Railway Carriage (2)

'Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,
All by himself and gathering brambles;
Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;
And here is the green for stringing the daisies!
Here is a cart runaway in the road
Lumping along with man and load;
And here is a mill, and there is a river:
Each a glimpse and gone forever!'
From A Railway Carriage, by Robert Louis Stevenson

On my way home from Derby this afternoon. Thought it was a good moment to complete the poem which I quoted part of on 13 June.