I’ve got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to weed
I’ve got shirts to press
The tots to dress
The can to be cut
I gotta clean up this hut
Then see about the sick
And the cotton to pick.
Shine on me, sunshine
Rain on me, rain
Fall softly, dewdrops
And cool my brow again.
Storm, blow me from here
With your fiercest wind
Let me float across the sky
‘Til I can rest again.
Fall gently, snowflakes
Cover me with white
Cold icy kisses and
Let me rest tonight.
Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You’re all that I can call my own.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Hour Before Dawn by William Butler Yeats
- Down on the Shore by William Allingham
- Aunt Jennifer039s Tigers
- A Conjuration To Electra by Robert Herrick
- Николай Карамзин – Пророчество на 1799 год, найденное в бумагах Нострадамуса
- The Monkey by Shel Silverstein
- Омар Хайям – Дай мне влаги хмельной, укрепляющей дух
- Autumn – The Third Pastoral, or Hylas and Ægon poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Dialogue Between Ghost And Priest by Sylvia Plath
- South Africa by Ronald G. Auguste
- Lines to a Gentleman who sent a Newspaper by Robert Burns
- “`Shepherd swains that feed your flocks” poem – Alfred Austin
- Sonnet 125: Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy by William Shakespeare
- One More Awakening by Pawan Kumar
- Алексей Жемчужников – Возрождение
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
