The bubbling brook doth leap when I come by,
Because my feet find measure with its call;
The birds know when the friend they love is nigh,
For I am known to them, both great and small.
The flower that on the lonely hillside grows
Expects me there when spring its bloom has given;
And many a tree and bush my wanderings knows,
And e'en the clouds and silent stars of heaven;
For he who with his Maker walks aright,
Shall be their lord as Adam was before;
His ear shall catch each sound with new delight,
Each object wear the dress that then it wore;
And he, as when erect in soul he stood,
Hear from his Father's lips that all is good
Nature
Jones Very
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Poem topics: father, flower, friend, heaven, lonely, spring, tree, soul, good, great, small, hear, silent, delight, dress, sound, measure, bloom, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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