From A Hundred Cribs
As Children bid the Guest “Good Night”
And then reluctant turn –
My flowers raise their pretty lips –
Then put their nightgowns on.
As children caper when they wake
Merry that it is Morn –
My flowers from a hundred cribs
Will peep, and prance again.
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photo by Michal Zacharzewski at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mhiHX76/Flowerbed
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