Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE PLAYMATE, by BURGES JOHNSON



Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

Rhyming Dictionary Search
THE PLAYMATE, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: I barked beneath his window, 'come and play!'
Last Line: There's nothing left to do but wait—and wait.
Subject(s): Animals; Children; Dogs; Pets; Play; Childhood


I barked beneath his window, "Come and play!"
I scratched so lightly at his nursery door.
I whimpered softly in the passageway—
He never failed to answer me before.

I've saved the willow whip his fingers peeled;
The stick he used to throw is by the pool;
The butterflies are waiting in the field
Beside the grassy path that led to school.

It is so long since last we romped and ran.
How proud I was to guard his door of late!
I've called to him in every way I can.
There's nothing left to do but wait—and wait.





Other Poems of Interest...



Home: PoetryExplorer.net