BLUE grass flowering in the field, You are my heart's content. It is not only through the day I see you, But in dreams at night When you trudge up the hill Along the forest, As I do! You are small to shine so, Nobody speaks of you much, Because of daisies and such summer blooms. When you wonder why I like you It makes me wonder too! Maybe I remember when you grew high Like a tree above my head, Because I was a fairy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIFTY YEARS (1863-1913) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SONNET TO MRS. REYNOLD'S CAT by JOHN KEATS THE MAN IN THE MOON by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY ITYLUS by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE A BALLADE OF LAWN TENNIS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS MEMORIES by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH GOODS TRAIN AT NIGHT by KENNETH H. ASHLEY THE ALBION QUEENS, ACT 1: THE WONDER by JOHN BANKS (17TH CENTURY-) |