Fearless – the cobweb swings from
the ceiling –
Indolent Housewife – in Daisies – lain!
Make me a picture of the
sun –
So I can hang it in my
room.
And make believe I′m getting
warm
When others call it ′′Day′′!
Draw me a Robin – on a stem –
So I am hearing him, I′ll
dream,
And when the Orchards
stop their tune –
Put my pretense – away –
Say if it′s really – warm at noon –
Whether it′s Buttercups – that ′′skim′′ –
¦
sun –
So I can hang it in my
room.
And make believe I′m getting
warm
When others call it ′′Day′′!
Draw me a Robin – on a stem –
So I am hearing him, I′ll
dream,
And when the Orchards
stop their tune –
Put my pretense – away –
Say if it′s really – warm at noon –
Whether it′s Buttercups – that ′′skim′′ –
¦
Or Butterflies – that ′′bloom′′?
Then – skip – the frost – opon
the lea –
And skip the Russet – on
the tree –
Let′s play those – never come!
Bound – a trouble –
And lives can bear it!
Limit – how deep a bleeding go!
So – many – drops – of vital scarlet –
Deal with the soul
As with Algebra!
Tell it the Ages – to a cypher –
And it will ache – contented – on –
Sing – at it′s pain – as any Workman –
Notching the fall of the even sun!