Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, GUEST, by RUTH ECKMAN


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GUEST, by                    
First Line: Each time I go to her house
Last Line: It lasts for days and days.
Subject(s): Guests; Visiting


Each time I go to her house
I wear my very best.
I touch the bell sedately
And am a proper guest.
I nibble at my wafer,
I sip just half my tea.
And while I view the garden
She cuts some blooms for me.
I utter proper praises
About her well-kept lawn . . .
But oh, it takes me hours
To smile when I have gone.

But when I come to your house . . .
Heigh-ho! The clothes I choose.
My dress is faded gingham,
I've pollen on my shoes.
The knocker's never lifted,
The bell's not touched at all.
I push the door wide open
And call you from the hall.
There is no cup to balance,
There is no cake to munch.
We hunt a sunny meadow
Without a thought of lunch.
I trot along beside you
With zeal no miles could faze.
And heart so full of singing
It lasts for days and days.





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