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Sing me another song sweet__
     I have learnt this one by rote;
The endless merry-go-round repeat
     Of the tuneful, tender, teasing note:
         "Che-wink, che-wink!
           Che-wink, che,wink!"
     A moment's rest for the tired throat
(Just long enough for a heart to beat),
And at it again; "Che-wink, che-wink."
O bird, dear bird, with the outspread wings
     And little to chant about!__
When death reaches over the wreck of things
     To stifle the soft, delighted shout:
     "Che-wink, che-wink!
       Che-wink, che-wink!"
     And, all unruffled by dread or doubt,
Your musical mite of a soul upsprings,
Will you still go crying "Che-wink, che-wink?"
Little I know, but this I hold:
     If the rushing stars, should meet__
Their crystal spheres into chaos rolled__
     Let only this one pure voice entreat:
         "Che-wink, che-Wink!
           Che-wink, che-wink!"
Great love would answer the summons sweet.
And a universe fresh as the rose unfold.
     So at it again. "Che-wink, che-wink!"
__Amanda T. Jones
Sunflowers, A Book of Kansas Poems
Selected by Willard Wattles
pages 28-29
(Chicago: A. C. McClurg. 1916)
September 20, 2001 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas /

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