Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOITERER, by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON Poet's Biography
First Line: I took a little wandering road
Last Line: When I had reached the sky.
I TOOK a little wandering road
That led me to the sky,
And gathered up a treasure load
As I was passing by.
The purple of a wild bird's wing,
A white dawn-glistened hill,
The silver tune that mad brooks sing,
And gold the moon let spill.
Three new stars through a sycamore,
A whiff of clover breeze,
Pearl where a new wave kissed the shore:
I could not choose from these.
I could not bear to leave just one,
And that's the reason why
I did not try to find the sun
When I had reached the sky.
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