Because on the branch that is tapping my pane
A sun-wakened leaf-bud, uncurled,
Is bursting its rusty brown sheathing in twain,
I know there is Spring in the world.
Because through the sky-patch whose azure and white
My window frames all the day long,
A yellow-bird dips for an instant of flight,
I know there is Song.
Because even here in this Mansion of Woe
Where creep the dull hours, leaden-shod,
Compassion and Tenderness aid me, I know
There is God.
In The Hospital
Arthur Guiterman
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Poem topics: god, sky, song, spring, sun, world, bird, white, flight, long, brown, yellow, patch, branch, window, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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