I have a dream for you, Mother, Like a soft thick fringe to hide your eyes. I have a surprise for you, Mother, Shaped like a strange butterfly. I have found a way of thinking To make you happy; I have made a song and a poem All twisted into one. If I sing, you listen; If I think, you know. I have a secret from everybody in the world full of people But I cannot always remember how it goes; It is a song For you, Mother, With a curl of cloud and a feather of blue And a mist Blowing along the sky. If I sing it some day, under my voice, Will it make you happy? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON VISITING THE TOMB OF BURNS by JOHN KEATS THE LAY OF THE LOVELORN; PARODY OF TENNYSON'S 'LOCKSLEY HALL' by THEODORE MARTIN THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER by ALEXANDER POPE FOUR LITTLE FOXES by LEW SARETT VIRGINIA - THE WEST by WALT WHITMAN EPIGAEA ASLEEP by WILLIAM WHITMAN BAILEY |