Poetic Divination | The Best Friend

“The Best Friend” by William Henry Davies

Now shall I walk

Or shall I ride?

“Ride”, Pleasure said;

“Walk”, Joy replied.

Now what shall I —

Stay home or roam?

“Roam”, Pleasure said;

And Joy — “stay home.”

Now shall I dance,

Or sit for dreams?

“Sit,” answers Joy;

“Dance,” Pleasure screams.

Which of ye two

Will kindest be?

Pleasure laughed sweet,

But Joy kissed me.