Monday, September 3, 2007

The Golf Links

Sarah N. Cleghorn (1876-1959)

The golf links lie so near the mill
That almost every day
The laboring children can look out
And see the men at play.

11 comments:

dan1968 said...

from Immortal Poems of the English Language

laura said...

so much in so few words

Anonymous said...

to short

Anonymous said...

good poem but i wonder who the narrator is, and i feel really bad for those poor kids who have to work and those stupid men who are probably making the kids work

Anonymous said...

: (

Anonymous said...

I am literally crying...
:( :( :( :( :( :(

Eric Sheffield said...

im sad

Anonymous said...

this is weird...

Nathan Smith said...

That is really sad. D:

Wild Dog said...

Amazing. It takes some skill to do that.

Anonymous said...

CHILD LABOR IS SO LAST cenchery