I HAD a lovely lonely day; The house was very still And not a breeze came out to play High on the orchard hill; Old Rover lay so fast asleep, He did not even care to peep As I went past him to the brook; There I found a lovely nook Beside a great big stone, Where I could play quite, quite alone; And there within my house of green I was the little fairy queen In golden dress and feather gay,— And all the world was far away. And then I played an orphan child Alone in some land far and wild, Who never had an aunt or brother, Who never even had a mother; I played all day beside the stone, It is such fun to be alone! But soon the sun went down, and O, It's different in the dark, you know; The sky seemed cold, and far, and queer, How glad I was the house was near, And Mother standing at the door; I kissed her hard three times or more, Because I had been that poor child Alone in that land far and wild; When tea time comes who'd sit alone And have no family of her own Around the table white and clean, And who would be the fairy queen In golden dress and silken feather?— It is such fun to be together! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING BLIZZARD by JAMES GALVIN BRUTUS AND ANTONY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: REV. PERCY FERGUSON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DINOSAUR NATIONAL by KAREN SWENSON TO BE CLOSELY WRITTEN ON A SMALL PIECE OF PAPER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS ODE TO TOBACCO by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY SONNET TO A FRIEND WHO ASKED, HOW I FELT ... MY INFANT TO ME by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |