I marvel as you chameleonize While you go passing by, Wearing long robes of varying hues, Your haloed head held high. I see your charm, when you dress in gray, And in the clouds and mist Your head hangs lowered in humble grief, Whose brow Sunlight has kissed. And when tears drop from your lashes green Along your ashen face And form into little rivulets Which look like Irish lace. Again, when you don your regal robes Of gold and purple light And march along in triumphant strides, You are a splendid sight. With your snow-capped head and dress of white You seem severe and cold; For those who know you intimately, Delightful charms you hold. But when in your autumnal glory The sun shines on your breast And the rouge is on your regal cheeks, That's when I like you best. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EROS (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON RIDDLE: SEWING NEEDLE AND THREAD by MOTHER GOOSE LOUISA MAY ALCOTT by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON A DREAM OF DEATH by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE WILD GEESE by MICHAEL JOSEPH BARRY VERSES WRITTEN IN A BLANK LEAF OF TIGHE'S 'PSYCHE' by BERNARD BARTON |