Poetry of Kansas
 

Summer.

The trailing skirts of the summer
    Have swept away to the south___
A blast came down from the northland
    And kissed her on the mouth.
 
She fled from the kiss that chilled her,
    From the touch of a frosty hand;
But the work of her busy fingers
    Is strewn all over the land.
 
Wrought she well in the sunshine.
    And wrought she well in the rain;
For the corn hangs thick and heavy,
    And the garners are filled with grain.
 
Busy was she in the orchards___
    The rich fruit swings e'erhead,
While the low boughs, overladen,
    Lie prone on the paths we tread.
 
Peaches with coats of velvet;
    Apples in satin fine:
Purple grapes by the river,
    Where the great coils twist and twine.
 
For these do we bless the summer,
    So fervid, and strong, and sweet;
Autumn but touches and ripens
    As he follows her flying feet.
 
Then sing, oh! sing her praises,
    Ye singers with throats in tune;
While the fruit and corn hang heavy,
    All under the harvest moon.

__Ellen P. Allerton.

Walls of Corn and Other Poems
Ellen P. Allerton
(Hiawatha, KS: Harrington Printing Company. 1894)
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