The chickadee in the appletree
Talks all the time very gently.
He makes me sleepy.
I rock away to the sea-lights.
Far off I hear him talking
The way smooth bright pebbles
Drop into water . . .
Chick-a-dee-dee-dee . . .
Chickadee
Hilda Conkling
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Poem topics: away, sea, time, water, hear, bright, gently, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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