
The story revolves around a mill and its surroundings, where nature thrives with the sound of the wheel turning. The narrator reminisces about a past love, whose window is now blank and garden bare, but their heart remains tied to the place.
By Edith Nesbit · First published 1904 · Genre: Children's Literature, Adventure, Fantasy · 229 words
The wheel goes round -- the wheel goes round / With drip and whir and plash, / It keeps all green the grassy ground, / The alder, beech and ash.
The ferns creep out 'mid mosses cool, / Forget-me-nots are found / Blue in the shadow by the pool -- / And still the wheel goes round.
Round goes the wheel, round goes the wheel, / The foam is white like cream, / The merry waters dance and reel / Along the stony stream.
The little garden of the mill, / It is enchanted ground, / I smell its stocks and wall-flowers still, / And still the wheel goes round.
The Mill is listed on Textopian as a poem by Edith Nesbit, dated 1904 CE.
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Classic · Children's Literature · Fantasy · Adventure · Family · Friendship · Growing Up · Imagination · Magic Realism · Rural Life · Village Life · Industrial Revolution