The Wood of Flowers

I went to the Wood of Flowers 

(No one was with me);

I was there alone for hours.

I was happy as could be

In the Wood of Flowers. 

There was grass on the ground,

There were buds on the tree,

And the wind had a sound

Of such gaiety.

That I was as happy

As happy could be,

In the Wood of Flowers.

The Rocky Road to Dublin/The Adventures of Seumas Beg [1915]