Heart of my Heart, when you pick up my paper, As you @3will@1 do, now and then, If you don't like me in anger to caper, Put It Together Again. Pull it to pieces and mess up the sections; I, the most patient of men, Won't raise a row if you'll heed my directions: Put It Together Again. When you are through with it, when you don't need it (Which will be Heaven Knows When), Please give it back in a form I can read it, Put It Together Again! Put it in order. If you don't endeavor, Somehow to do this, why then, My temper'll bust and I doubt if you ever Put It Together Again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 21 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING HYMNS OF THE MARSHES: SUNRISE by SIDNEY LANIER THOREAU'S FLUTE by LOUISA MAY ALCOTT AEOLIAN HARP (2) by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM T.T. IN COMMENDATION OF THE AUTHOR HIS WORKE by RICHARD BARNFIELD THRENODY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |