I think I will be a young maid
for many a year
but if ever an old maid I should be
I think I’d like a garden
where books grew off
trees
to keep me company.
And I would reach
to pluck a ripe and brooding Bronte
that would grow on such
a tree.
And from whence would come
these literary trees?
Why, from Dickens, Bronte, and
Tolstoy seeds.
And I would picnic in this garden
and only eat a slice
of lemon pie.
And to whom would I read
if no kith or kin had I?
Why, I would read
to the flowers of the field,
the birds of the sky.
Comments
Ah!
Delightful :)
Aw, this is so lovely.
Aw, this is so lovely.
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond
I agree with all the other
I agree with all the other three. Fantastic wording that puts you in those time periods...lovely imagery. Great job.
Sweet! :)
Such a nice change to read!
"And I would picnic in this garden
and only eat a slice
of lemon pie."
I really liked that bit; great job!
Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh
@ Lucy Anne: I guess I'm one
@ Lucy Anne: I guess I'm one of those strange people who happens to like both Charlotte and Emily Bronte.
Thanks so much for all your comments! It means a lot to me.
So lovely
Oh--this was fun to read. A very sweet piece of work. And the Bronte sisters...how I love them.
What a great little piece of writing!
Great poem!
The rhythm is great, and I particularly like the theme. I like that you brought up Bronte, but I don't know which Bronte you meant - I love Jane Eyre, but not Wuthering Heights. As for Dickens, I'm going to be reading through his stuff pretty soon. I think this is my most favorite of your writings!
"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson