Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONG OF THE THISTLEDRIFT, by RAY CLARKE ROSE


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SONG OF THE THISTLEDRIFT, by                    
First Line: Gay is my heart as
Last Line: Beautiful mold me.
Subject(s): Happiness; Nature; Thistles; Joy; Delight


Gay is my heart as
The blooms in the June light—
Sailing apart as
Light as a fairy,
Dancing and merry;
Bright as an airy
Sprite of the moonlight;
Just a contrary
Waif of the noonlight.

Over the treetops
I drift in an aimless
Course where I see tops
Gold as the sun is—
Red as a flame is,
Or a stray one is
Tinged with a nameless
Hue; and my game is
Idle and blameless.

Still, though I wander,
With nothing to hold me,
Hither and yonder,
A prize I carry—
Fair Nature's dower—
And may not tarry
Till earth shall enfold me,
And into a flower
Beautiful mold me.





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