PINK azaleas and dogwood Are crowded close at my feet. Whitethroats and warblers Are weaving a trail between the trees And cobalt-golden sky. Now I'll mount Ole Tony and ride the rolling fields. Old Nineveh's riches will be around me And my overalls will be My purple gown from Tyre! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY ACCUSE ME OF NOT TALKING by HAYDEN CARRUTH NEBUCHADNEZZAR: OR EATING GRASS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |