Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SCHOOL, by CARRIE I. SEGERSTROM


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THE SCHOOL, by                    
First Line: The school to me a dovecot is
Last Line: And know them safe while there.
Subject(s): Schools; Students


The school to me a dovecot is,
As from my lofty fell,
I see the birdlings on the green
And hear the old school bell.

At early morn the flock files in,
So ribbon-wise and fair,
Who knows what skill the schoolhouse holds,
What future fame is there?

Like happy larks their voices blend
In morning melody,
I cannot think of sweeter sounds
Nor fairer sights to see.

At playtime hour I see them flit,
These birds of yours and mine,
Go running up and down the hills,
And in and out in line.

These flitting, happy, birdlike things!
If only they could stay
With hearts forever light as now,
As free from care alway!

With lessons done, the birdlings fly
Back to the warm home nest.
Another day, -- another flight,
And back to home, and -- rest.

God bless the patient, kindly ones,
Into whose tender care
We send our precious treasures,
And know them safe while there.





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