church street, altrincham
afternoon on a hill
i will be the gladdest thing
under the sun!
i will touch a hundred flowers
and not pick one.
i will look at cliffs and clouds
with quiet eyes,
watch the wind bow down the grass,
and the grass rise.
and when lights begin to show
up from the town,
i will mark which must be mine,
and then start down!
edna st. vincent millay
No comments:
Post a Comment