The Lonesome Green Apple
There was a little green apple
That had lasted over winter.
He had one leaf...
In spite of that he was lonesome.
He wondered what he could do
When the blossoms were all around him,
But one day he saw something!
Petals were falling, faces were looking out,
Shapes like his were coming in the buds;
Then he said:
“If I hold on
There will be a tree-full,
and I shall know more than any of them!”
I AM
I am willowy boughs
For coolness;
I am gold-finch wings
For darkness;
I am a little grape
Thinking of September,
I am a very small violet
Thinking of May.