AN APPRECIATION

Kind friends, I thank you for the praise My verses have received That my poor words such feelings stirred

I would not have believed.

But that which please best of all - (who ever would have thought it?) My friend the miller18 cuts them out

And keeps them in his pocket.

I called one day to get a grist - (As sure as fate I mean it) He drew "My Neighbours" from his vest

And asked if I had seen it.

I guessed I blushed a little bit, Of course, he didn't know it, I read aloud and he explained

And boosted Sam the poet.

And I replied - beneath my breath And not in conversation - Old pal, I do appreciate

Your kind appreciation.

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