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
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Baby Charley. by Sidney Lanier
- Lines Written As A School Exercise At Hawkshead, Anno Aetatis 14 by William Wordsworth
- Эмиль Верхарн – Заблуждение
- A Pact poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Константин Бальмонт – Чет и нечет
- Владимир Маяковский – Дачный случай
- Низами Гянджеви – Семь красавиц
- Labyrinth by Sera Jacob
- Einstein Defining Special Relativity poem – A. Van Jordan poems
- Ольга Берггольц – Старая гвардия
- Sonnet 121: Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed by William Shakespeare
- Music poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Стефан Малларме – Отходит кружево опять
- Paper Boats by Rabindranath Tagore
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).
