Poems (Young)/A Dream-Garden
A DREAM-GARDEN.
Will you come one day to see me In my House of Dream?I'll light the way before you With a rainbow gleam.
You'll see the cloud-walled garden Where my lilies grow,And count the sunflowers swaying In a golden row.
The south wind blows the rose leaves Before the sun,In a cloud of crimson sweetness When day is done.
And the stars come out a-flutter Like moths white-wingedAmong my apple branches All flame be-ringed.
Flame-fair the apples shimmer And change and glow,And nowhere but in cloud-land Such apples grow.
O come and see my garden And my House of Dream,I'll light the way before you With a rainbow-gleam.