The Washington herald., 1909-06-27
MEMORIES.

CWnren far The wssaiugton Hezl6)
DO you remember the old place. the
home9
over the garden wall climbed the grape
vine
And the scramblIng blackberries; beneath
Them were the currant and gooseberry
bushes.
and here and there green gage and
pear tree.
Honeysuckles trained on tall treilises
To keen 2 seutineFs watch on the rest
Do YOU remember the stately hOllyhocks
IN an their splendid hues2
And the beds OF carnations spiczng the air
All dav long. and panSies and violets
Each IN their turn. and sometimes all 10
gether.
Making the mere breath a luxury2
Do YOU remember the sunlight streaming
over the old well. and the sunfowers
standing there?
Do YOU remember the lane. the cool re-
treats
Along the creek where the mint and the
The old orchard laden with ten million
And the bluejays scolding in the fields
beyond?
The hum Of bees near the bed OF plnks
And the kissing and loving OF bobolinks7
Do YOU remember the nlacs wh1te
And purple blOomed beside the orchard
wall
And the little brook answered the pine
trees call?
Do you remember along the woodland
lane
Where the first wild roses bloomed2
There was little kitchen garden. 100.
With its futtering bean and pea bios
SONS.
And long rows OF cab5ages.
And little --nubbins'' OF asparagus.
The reddening beet and cool green let
tuce heads.
And the waving plumes or cOrnz
Do YOU remember how the tender grass
Sprang Up in April. and how the blue
bird
Jubilantly sang his love song in the lilac
bush2
And the old schoolhouse down the road
And the boy who carried your books 20
school
Each morn and noon? And The swimming
hole
And the old mill race?
Do you remember how we watched
I And waited for the little seeds 10 sprout
/ And ran 70 see II the roses and lilacs
( Had burst into bloom, the perfume
/ OF the llacs meeting Us in the path?
Do you remember how the rain played
The banjo on the roof through the even
ing hash
And the little birds were so happy
/ Because they had their little nests
Wherein 70 go 20 Sleep
/ One sleepy little bird would trill family
/ To Us until tne sand man came
/ And softly closed our eyes.
Il Do you remember when the little cro-
cuses
And stars Of Bethlehem came and
loved the grass.
And where we gathered them the little
brook
Danced for US IN the sunshine
DC you remember the pussy willows
/ cuddled under
Their brown coverlids. and the sweet
| spring fragrance
That clUng 70 them,
And the white iax2 I catch its sweet
| far-off odor to-day
And the buttercups and daisies and blue
flags
That glorifed the felds7
A perfume comes into my window as
Lilacs wet with rain: the flowers oper
And proffer me their incense, and I
Open my soul and pour il into the flowers
And my heart grows young and the world
is full
OF light and Joy and love; everything
In nature is fun OF sap and int0xicaIion.
The sun shines. the birds sing. the rose
opens
Tender leaves. green grass. meadow lands
II is good. so good. to be alive 10 breathe
| deep
And get the fragrance that gives renewed
| flavor
To life. and adds perfume but little less
Inspiring than songs OF JOY; blessings
/ seem
To come 10 me from the windows OF the
sky
IL all the sweets of Hfe you would recall
Breathe in white liIacs. and remember all
ALLIE SHARPE BALCH.
June. ls- I5B Euclid street.