The Silent School House(During Summer Vacation)As the May breeze sweeps the playground, The shade trees tune, to song, The winds that blow, now high, now low, While the song birds help along. A brown thrush has a secret And I must not intrude For I might spy, in a hedge nearby, A nest with a downy brood. What a quiet place the playground! No shouts of laughter ring No teacher's bell, no, rush pell-mell To get inside and sing. Just the birds that claim possession, Are wondering why I'm here As they shyly peep, but I'm not asleep Nor would I interfere. Oh school house! silent, lonely, When children do not play! Could you but hear the praise so dear, Of those who've gone away! Of happy days in childhood By men and women grown Not here today--far, far away Yet claim you as their own! __Ed Blair |
Random Rhymes
Ed Blair
(Spring Hill, Kansas: New Era Publishing Co. 1939)
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