Nestling amid the verdant steep, Upon the mountain's breast, Like a child in happy sleep, In mother's arms at rest,— A little house you stand serene, Far from the world of care, While nature paints a glorious scene Around you standing there. Some flowers bloom before your door And trees spread rustling arms; Over your roof the song birds soar, And scatter a thousand charms. A silver pond not far from you, Where sun and breezes play, And smilingly,—a sky of blue Sends down its happiest ray. When fades the day, a thousand lights Beam down upon you there, And looking up to greater heights You know protection's care. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE WILLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TUNK (A LECTURE ON MODERN EDUCATION) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON RICHARD BOOTH TO HIS SON JUNIUS BRUTUS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FIRST FRUIT by ISAAC ROSENBERG |