Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ABSENCE, by HARRY TRAVIS RHODES


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ABSENCE, by                    
First Line: Little brown eyes, little clown eyes
Last Line: In the land god made like thee!
Subject(s): Death - Children; Love; Death - Babies


LITTLE brown eyes, little clown eyes,
How I miss your winkin' an' your blinkin'
At me with break o' early morn,
An' your gurglin' while a sinkin'
Into my gladsome arms, that kep' me thinkin'
You was a sayin' "Mornin', Daddy, morn."

Little sweet eyes, little neat eyes,
How I miss your trustin', never fussin'
Gaze at me while I held you close
To my heart almost a bustin'
With love, an' your hands that kep' a mussin
My hair an' a pullin' my nose!

Little dove eyes, full-of-love eyes,
How I miss your peepin' an' the creepin'
Of two soft arms around my neck,
An' the kiss just 'fore you fell a sleepin'.
Oh, how my hungry heart is keepin'
The fullness of your "bushel an' a peck"!

Pure-as-dew eyes, little true eyes,
How I miss the teachin' an' the preachin'
That burned from them into my soul
With a theme and power farther reachin',
And a selfless prayer far more beseechin'
Than any sermon man has told!

Oh, so-far eyes, little star eyes,
In the night-tide glowin', are you knowin'
How the hot tears sometimes come to me?
Oh, how I dream and long to be goin'
To you, angel eyes, and reap my sowin'
In the land God made like thee!





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