A Wish

• I wish that I had been a bird,
  A snow-bird would be best of all,
  Then I would sit up in a tree
  And stay right through from spring ‘till fall.
  
  I’d sit up in the branches high
  And hear the wind a-wailing by.
  And feel the snow-flakes downward fall,
  And oh, I know I’d love it all.
  
  I’d see the sun a-shining bright
  O’er meadows, making mellow light.
  At night, when moonbeams crystal shone,
  I’d hide away ‘till dark had flown.
  
  I’d see the trees and fields snow-bound
  And watch the ice king track around.
  Then, when the spring’s warm breeze would blow,
  I’d stay to see old winter go.
  
  By:
  MEV

Autumn's Rainbow

• Like a rainbow circling overhead,
  Are leaves of the maple, gold and red,
  And yellow and violet, golden and brown
  A shower of leaves is falling down.
  
  Fluttering sadly in their last flight,
  The autumn leaves make a pretty sight.
  Covering the earth with a golden glow,
  They make for the earth a bright rainbow.
  
  MEV
  1929