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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HER CHERRY-TREE ABLOOM, by AGNES ITA HANRAHAN
First Line: I mind the jauntin'-cars a jinglin'
Last Line: Roun' my lone, wee room!
Subject(s): Automobile Accidents; Cherry Trees; Driving & Drivers; Memory
First Line: I mind the jauntin'-cars a jinglin'
Last Line: Roun' my lone, wee room!
Subject(s): Automobile Accidents; Cherry Trees; Driving & Drivers; Memory
I mind the jauntin'-cars a jinglin'
Down the hill by Bracknaburn;
I mind the jauntin'-cars a joltin'
Roun' the ruts by Davy's Turn;
But troth a little cart a drivin'
Past a cherry-tree ablow—
Ay, thon's the noiseless wheels I'm hearin'
When the peat burns low!
'Tis like there's jauntin'-cars still jinglin'
Down the hill by Bracknaburn;
Ay, troth, an' jauntin'-cars a joltin'
Past the wood by Davy's Turn;
But och! no little cart's a hidin'
Where we kissed for cherry-bloom!—
Sure 'tis but drifts av snow that's drivin'
Roun' my lone, wee room!
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