Poems (Millay)/Afternoon on a Hill

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Afternoon on a Hill

I will be the gladdest thing Under the sun!I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one.

I will look at cliffs and clouds With quiet eyes,Watch the wind bow down the grass, And the grass rise.

And when lights begin to show Up from the town,I will mark which must be mine, And then start down.