The Poetry Corner

Strong Moments

By William Henry Davies

Sometimes I hear fine ladies sing, Sometimes I smoke and drink with men; Sometimes I play at games of cards, Judge me to be no strong man then. The strongest moment of my life Is when I think about the poor; When, like a spring that rain has fed, My pity rises more and more. The flower that loves the warmth and light, Has all its mornings bathed in dew; My heart has moments wet with tears, My weakness is they are so few.