From an Old Garden (Cloud)/Lilacs

by Virginia Woodward Cloud

Lilacs

Miss Lady Lilack, she's slim an' white,
Mos' lak er hant in de dim May night,
She stan' at de gate an' she wave huh white han',
But, dee ain' nobuddy kin onderstan'
Who she's a-'memberin' an' a-wavin' to
Wid 'er han's so sweet in de sof' may dew . . .
I reckon mebby 'taint ter me ner ter yoy . . . . . .