Hello God!aspen trees, Last night I heard them weeping in the snow, That's a splendid storm you're wearing on your head, Hello God, hello! How are the pine and spruce trees making out? I heard them crack beneath the Weight of snow, You're dyked out in a gorgeous storm today, Hello God, hello! How will the gray birds weather such a gale? I saw them blown like feathers in the snow, Where did you get that blizzard you have on? Hello God, hello! __Elizabeth N. Barr. |
The High Winds of Home
Elizabeth N. Barr
(Olathe: privately published. 1922)
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