I THE brook has a way to spend the day Lords and ladies never know, Going where it wants to go, Running where it wants to run, In the shadows, in the sun, Where the little minnows play, That's the way to spend the day, Says the brook. II The bird has a way to spend the day Different from the brook and you, Flying where the skies are blue, Over turrets, chimneys, winging All its heart in small songs flinging, Every note and twist is play, That's the way to spend the day, Says the bird. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FAITH by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE BOOK OF STONES AND LILIES by AMY LOWELL WINTER SONG by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SAINT PATRICK by EDWIN MARKHAM BOOTH'S PHILIPPI by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: CONSIDER FREELAND by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO A PRIZE BIRD by MARIANNE MOORE |