Poor Sad John Clare

As a poet of Nature writing in the English language few with him to compare
But life it was awful for poor sad John Clare
In Northampton asylum he was locked away
And there sad and abandoned he lived his last day
In his poems he glorified Helpston where he lived as a boy
And Worldwide lovers of Nature poetry his poems do enjoy
In his life unsung and though back to Nature long gone
His poems celebrated and his fame living on,
The Thrush's nest and the Badger and The March Nightingale
And the Quails nest he found whilst walking in the vale
Forgotten in life but now a major poet
And in the World of literature seen as one of note
His Nature poems a literary breath of fresh air
Yet in his life he knew of heartbreak and despair.