I’ve got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to weed
I’ve got shirts to press
The tots to dress
The can to be cut
I gotta clean up this hut
Then see about the sick
And the cotton to pick.
Shine on me, sunshine
Rain on me, rain
Fall softly, dewdrops
And cool my brow again.
Storm, blow me from here
With your fiercest wind
Let me float across the sky
‘Til I can rest again.
Fall gently, snowflakes
Cover me with white
Cold icy kisses and
Let me rest tonight.
Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You’re all that I can call my own.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Riddle Song. by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: Inscription To Miss Jessy Lewars: On a copy of the Scots Musical Museum, in four volumes, presented to her by Burns.
- The Inventory by Robert Burns
- Владимир Британишский – Гердер в Риге
- Eucalyptus Grove, morning by Neal Dachstadter
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive:
- Aeneid by Virgil
- Николай Языков – Элегия (Поденщик, тяжело навьюченный дровами)
- Cupid’s Reign Of Terror (March 2012) by Stevens Cadet
- Владимир Британишский – Никитенко
- A February Night poem – Amy Cavanaugh poems | Poems and Poetry
- Walls at Drogheda by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
- Miracles by Siegfried Sassoon
- It Is a Beauteous Evening by William Wordsworth
- The Queen’s Rival by Sarojini Naidu
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).
