Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAUGHING BONES, by ALICE CARTER COOK First Line: I am so well - I am so well / that all my bones Last Line: Will my bones still be laughing? Subject(s): Laughter | ||||||||
I am so well -- I am so well That all my bones are laughing. My cheeks are red; my eyes are bright; I jump and run with all my might; I play all day and sleep all night And all my bones are laughing. Like sword from sheath I spring from bed And all my bones are laughing. There are so many birds that sing; There are so many flowers of spring; There's such a lot of everything That all my bones are laughing. I am so well -- I am so well That all my bones are laughing. A robin calls me from a tree; My collie races round with me; A funny bee is bumbling me, That's why my bones are laughing. If I should sometime grow quite old Would my bones still be laughing? My daddy's old -- He's twenty-five. He can do everything -- and drive -- When I'm that old, if I'm alive Will my bones still be laughing? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL THE GREAT CAROUSAL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE ORIGIN OF LAUGHTER by JOHN UPDIKE LAUGHING SONG, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE HER MERRIMENT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES SONG OF THREE SMILES by WILLIAM STANLEY MERWIN MANDRAKE'S SONG; FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE LAUGHING WOMAN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE SPIRIT OF THE AGES by ALICE CARTER COOK A POST-IMPRESSIONIST SUSURRATION FOR THE FIRST OF NOVEMBER by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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