I've a pair of misty green,
And another pair of sandals
Only you have seen.
In the shining silver sandals
I have sped to skies afar.
I have danced and gathered starbeams
On the highest swinging star.
In the misty gray-green sandals
On I have slipped through woodlands dim;
I have knelt a hidden altars--
There to breathe a low-toned hymn.
But the pair of scarlet sandals
Those I wore but one brief day;
And since you have left me--weeping
I have hidden them away.
__Jean Rathburn Haines.
Edited by May William Ward
(New York: Henry Harrison. 1935)