SOMETIMES I keep From going to sleep, To hear the katydids "cheep-cheep!" And think they say Their prayers that way; But @3katydids@1 don't have to @3pray!@1 I listen when They cheep again; And so, I think, they're @3singing@1 then! But, no; I'm wrong, -- The sound's too long And all-alike to be a song! I think, "Well, there! I do declare, If it is neither song nor prayer, It's @3talk@1 -- and quite Too vain and light For me to listen to all night!" And so, I smile, And think, -- "Now I'll Not listen for a little while!" -- Then, sweet and clear, Next @3"cheep"@1 I hear 'S a @3kiss@1. . . . Good morning, Mommy dear! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KU KLUX by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN OUR CHRIST by HARRY WEBB FARRINGTON THE MOURNING-GARMENT: THE SHEPHERD'S WIFE'S SONG by ROBERT GREENE THE LIVING TEMPLE by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE DEPARTURE OF THE SWALLOW by WILLIAM HOWITT SONNET: 17 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE FRIAR JEROME'S BEAUTIFUL BOOK; A.D. 1200 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |