IN the dark I lie and think Of the glory in a day; Of the sunshine and the shade, All the color soft or gay. I can see it better now As I lie with curtained eyes. Oh, the rainbow and the moon; Oh, the opal of the skies! How the poppies glow and thrill, How the pigeon-feathers shine! I will weave them into dreams, I will make them ever mine. All the wonder of a wave, All the magic of a tree -- I shall wear them in my soul When these eyes no longer see. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MINUET OF MOZART'S by SARA TEASDALE SONNET TO TARTAR, A TERRIER BEAUTY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE CHARIOT by EMILY DICKINSON THE MEN BEHIND THE GUNS by JOHN JEROME ROONEY A LIFE'S PARALLELS by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI YEARS OF THE MODERN by WALT WHITMAN SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 4. THE OLD VALLEY by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) T.T. IN COMMENDATION OF THE AUTHOR HIS WORKE by RICHARD BARNFIELD |