For Your Consideration: A Poem

Here is a piece of poetry that moved me. It was written by Charles Darwin's grand-daughter Francis Cornford.

To a Fat Lady Seen From the Train

O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
O fat white woman whom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
When the grass is soft as the breast of doves
And shivering sweet to the touch?
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?

--by Frances Cornford (1886-1960)

(Thank you, A.J. Jacobs for apprising me of this gem.)

O fat white woman whom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves?