Poems (Prescott)/Singing
SINGING
Rock in the wind, little nest;
When you are full life is best;
Soon enough wings will be grown,
Flutter, and leave you alone.
When you are full life is best;
Soon enough wings will be grown,
Flutter, and leave you alone.
Rock in the wind, little nest;
Say, what are storms to the blest?
Though you should tremble and fall
God cares for sparrows and all.
Say, what are storms to the blest?
Though you should tremble and fall
God cares for sparrows and all.
Rock, little nest; like a song
All the sweet days fleet along;
Winter will presently come,
Making you vacant and dumb!
All the sweet days fleet along;
Winter will presently come,
Making you vacant and dumb!