Poetry of Kansas


A little wren builds in the straight elm tree,
And an old romance is awake in me.

A thin wind whistled among the trees
That glad May day of memories:
"If we were two little birds," you said,
"We'd build in that big branch overhead,
"Of twigs and cotton and bright dry leaves,
"That I'd scratch out from the nearby eaves.
"'Twould be so tidy and cosy-tight
"The others would envy our nest delight.
"You'd be, from the tip of the early morn,
"The busiest bird-wife ever born.
"And I'd be hunting for berries red
"And the nice, fat worms for our meals," you said.
We laughed at our whimsy nonsense then,
As we shall not laugh again, again!
A brown wren builds in the straight elm tree,
And the old romance is aflame in me.

__Ester M. (Clark) Hill.


The Call of Kansas and Other Poems
Esther M. (Clark) Hill
(Cedar Rapids: Torch Press. __)
Page 38

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