(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

A Child-World

_The Child-World--long and long since lost to view--
A Fairy Paradise!--
How always fair it was and fresh and new--
How every affluent hour heaped heart and eyes
With treasures of surprise!

Enchantments tangible: The under-brink
Of dawns that launched the sight
Up seas of gold: The dewdrop on the pink,
With all the green earth in it and blue height
Of heavens infinite:

The liquid, dripping songs of orchard-birds--
The wee bass of the bees,--
With lucent deeps of silence afterwards;
The gay, clandestine whisperings of the breeze
And glad leaves of the trees.

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O Child-World: After this world--just as when
I found you first sufficed
My soulmost need--if I found you again,
With all my childish dream so realised,
I should not be surprised._

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My soul most need- if I found you again, With all my childish dream so realized./// beautiful poem shared; I enjoyed
A fantastic desire to revisit the most fascinating child world and the marvels in it arising due to a child's conceptions and misconceptions. Well deserved modern poem of the Day.
'The gay, clandestine whisperings of the breeze And glad leaves of the trees' - so nicely said! Loved these lines.
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Such a wonderful poem about a child world..very well-written with vivid imagery.
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