"INCLOSED find check!" The sweetest words that e'er outclassed the song of birds! How they allay the widow's fears, and dry the orphan's tears! When sad and tired and short of kale, a letter comes by morning mail; like other letters it appears, with postage stamps and inky smears. "No doubt," we sigh, "it is a dun; some frantic gent is after mon. These beastly bills we cannot pay take all the sunshine from the day, and make us wish that we were dead, with stacks of granite overhead." And then, with languid hands we tear the envelope to see what's there, and out there comes a note, by heck, with these brave words, "Inclosed find check!" Ah, then we bid farewell to woe, and like nine Brahma roosters crow, and to the soft drink joint repair, and buy a quart of soapsuds there. The sun once more is cutting hay, the gloomy clouds are blown away, the world is glad that was a wreck, changed by the words, "Inclosed find check." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MY CLASS: ON CERTAIN FRUITS AND FLOWERS SENT ... SICKNESS by SIDNEY LANIER AN ODE TO THE FRAMERS OF THE FRAME BILL by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE PITY OF THE LEAVES by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SONNET: 17 by RICHARD BARNFIELD SHE WOULD NOT KNOW ME by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY PEACE QUATRAIN by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN |