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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MORNING, by NELL TILLOTSON LIDDELL
First Line: The sun peeps o'er the treetops
Last Line: In joy that night is gone.
Subject(s): Morning
First Line: The sun peeps o'er the treetops
Last Line: In joy that night is gone.
Subject(s): Morning
The sun peeps o'er the treetops
And drives the mists away,
The dewdrops on the grass blades
Sparkle like jewels today;
The humming birds sup nectar
From hyacinth and rose,
The redbird in the peach tree
Bids farewell to repose.
The little pigs awakened
From slumber in the sty
Are busy getting breakfast,
While larks are soaring high;
From Morpheus' arms I struggle
To hear the call of one
Who coos and squirms and wiggles
In joy that night is gone.
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