WE'RE very small, we're very small, But we can cover the world and all; We'll drop one by one in the middle of the night, And when you awake in the morning light, You'll find not a stick or a stone in sight. We're very small, we're very small, You'll never hear us as we fall; We'll cover the church, and we'll cover the tree, And cover the people that come out to see What a white, white world the world can be! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ESSAY ON STONE by HAYDEN CARRUTH A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST THE SEVEN ARTS by ROBERT FROST TO WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE LONESOME CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |