What We Think Of Poem by Frederick William (FW) Harvey

Walking round our cages like the lions at the

Zoo,
We think of things that we have done, and things

we mean to do :
Of girls we left behind us, of letters that are due,
Of boating on the river beneath a sky of blue,
Of hills we cUmbed together — not always for the

view.

Walking roimd our cages Uke the lions at the Zoo,

We see the phantom faces of you, and you, and
you,

Faces of those we loved or loathed — oh every one
we knew !

And deeds we wrought in carelessness for happi-
ness or rue.

And dreams we broke in folly, and seek to build
anew, —

Walking round our cages like the lions at the Zoo.