Day finds me—

Reeling giddily ‘round me

All done up in golden dress

And azure scarves

Urging me to join the dance

But I, lost in my trance

Choose not to see

Eve arrives—

Dressed in hooded satin cloak

With longbow drawn

Shoots silver arrows

Up through velvet black

To pierce the dark

And make the stars

But even that, I must confess,

Does not impress—

With dogged resolve I'd rather sit

Through wretched call of Whippoorwill

And count the hours—

For only Dawn

Brings roses.