A poem from Robert browning hamilton221 views1 minute read 0 Shares 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0Shares 0 0 0 0 0 0“I walked a mile with pleasure,She chatted all the wayBut left me none the wiserFor all, she had to sayI walked a mile with sorrowand never a word said sheBut oh! The things I learned from herWhen sorrow walked with me“