The golden stream reflects the gleam Of sunset on the hills, The waters glide in peace beside A land which nature tills. No dark clouds loom with wrathful gloom To mar the gorgeous sight, The whispering trees rocked by the breeze Have kissed the sun good-night Again in Treasure Valley. The herded sheep in grasses deep No longer roam the vale, The rising moon gives light that soon Will flood each hill and dale. The barn-yard fowl and beasts that prowl Have sought their covered nooks, No singing bird is seen or heard Where flows the babbling brooks, 'Tis night in Treasure Valley. Enraptured, I view earth and sky In glorious ecstasy, For this is life, here is no strife, But all is harmony. I fain would stay by night and day By Golden River's lands, When sets my sun and life is done I'd rest beneath its sands For aye in Treasure Valley. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VILLA PAULINE by KATHERINE MANSFIELD PORTRAIT OF A BOY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TO A FRIEND IN THE MAKING by MARIANNE MOORE REMBRANDT TO REMBRANDT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON TRANSFORMATION by CARL SANDBURG |