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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROSE-MOSS, by HILDA CONKLING Poet's Biography
First Line: Little rose-moss beside the stone
Last Line: "and take me to your mother."
First Line: Little rose-moss beside the stone
Last Line: "and take me to your mother."
LITTLE ROSE-MOSS beside the stone,
Are you lonely in the garden?
There are no friends of you,
And the birds are gone.
Shall I pick you?"
"Little girl up by the hollyhock,
I am not lonely.
I feel the sun burning,
I hold light in my cup,
I have all the rain I want,
I think things to myself that you don't know,
And I listen to the talk of crickets.
I am not lonely,
But you may pick me
And take me to your mother."
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