by Edna St. Vincent Millay, 1892 – 1950
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!
Hope you enjoyed this as much as I do! It has such melody and flow when I read it out loud in my head. And such beauty as well! I can see myself in her words; I like that.
P.S. This poem is in the public domain. I found it on poets.org
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