THE CHICKADEE
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Piped a tiny voice hard by,
Gay and polite, a cheerful cry,
"Chic-chicadee-dee!" Saucy note
Out of a sound heart and a merry throat,
As if it said, "Good day, good sir.
Fine afternoon, old passenger!
Happy to meet you in these places
When January brings new faces!"
MY LITTLE DREAMS
BY GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON
I'm folding up my little dreams
Within my heart tonight,
And praying I may soon forget
The torture of their sight.
For time's deft fingers scroll my brow
With fell relentless art -----
I'm folding up my little dreams
Tonight, within my heart.
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