A jeering sun once rose
And all she knew
Flower of her dream never grew
But in home of her own was a growing rose
That brought her smile and joy with hope
Eighth of months third day of week
Stress of delivery so she was weak
After I was born, like hen and her chick
My first seen elevated highest, her merriness than mountains’ peak
Though in that moment of abating pains
Her brightest heart was a sun shine on flowery plains
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Milk-Maid O’ The Farm by William Barnes
- With Scindia to Delphi by Rudyard Kipling
- The Castle By The River by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Fragment: Modern Love poem – John Keats poems
- A Smuggler’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
- Юлия Друнина – Сверстницам
- The Triangle by Subhash Misra
- The Stars Are Mansions Built By Nature’s Hand by William Wordsworth
- A Drinking Song by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Маяковский – Было с белым много дел… (Главполитпросвет №44)
- Epitaph on a noted coxcomb by Robert Burns
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- A New Song by Thomas Chatterton
- Ape And Coffee by Russell Edson
- This Day, O Soul. by Walt Whitman
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
