I have a dream for you, Mother, Like a soft thick fringe to hide your eyes. I have a surprise for you, Mother, Shaped like a strange butterfly. I have found a way of thinking To make you happy; I have made a song and a poem All twisted into one. If I sing, you listen; If I think, you know. I have a secret from everybody in the world full of people But I cannot always remember how it goes; It is a song For you, Mother, With a curl of cloud and a feather of blue And a mist Blowing along the sky. If I sing it some day, under my voice, Will it make you happy? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INSCRIPTION FOR THE ENTRANCE TO A WOOD by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT TOMMY'S DEAD by SYDNEY THOMPSON DOBELL A SONG FOR ST. CECILIA'S DAY by JOHN DRYDEN RHAPSODY ON A WINDY NIGHT by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT LOVE DISSEMBLED, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE DANS LA BOHEME by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH LINES TO A TEAPOT by JOANNA BAILLIE |