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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A WHIMSY, by EDNA W. PIKERINE
First Line: In the fall when woods resound
Last Line: And hear its new-born cry.
Subject(s): Autumn; Native Americans; Seasons; Spring; Fall; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America
First Line: In the fall when woods resound
Last Line: And hear its new-born cry.
Subject(s): Autumn; Native Americans; Seasons; Spring; Fall; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America
In the fall when woods resound
To the chantings of the Chief;
I would drop on autumn's ground
With the gold-red autumn leaf.
But in the spring when new leaves come,
I would be somewhere by,
To feel life's warm and poking thumb
And hear its new-born cry.
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