Among the Trees Again

Chapter 50: THE LITTLE SISTER

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About This Book

A sequence of short lyrical poems evokes rural and coastal scenes and the passage of seasons through attentive images of trees, birds, rivers, gardens, and moonlit hours. Each poem pairs precise natural description with a reflective mood, moving from springtime awakenings and playful vignettes to quieter autumnal and wintry meditations. Recurring motifs include longing for intimate contact with green growth, the music of bird-song and water, and gentle sentiments about memory, friendship, and sympathy. The pieces favor delicate imagery and musical diction, alternating lively observation with contemplative reverie.

THE LITTLE SISTER

Along the street a tiny pair
Of childish figures lately went;
The boy’s face wore a fearless air,
The little sister’s sweet content.

He closely clasped her chubby hand,
And led her through the throng, while she
Seemed perfectly to understand
He would protect her loyally.

And as I watched them pass from sight,
My heart began to ache, for so
I held my brother’s fingers tight
And toddled down the long ago.

Then all at once, beyond control,
The tears uprose in blinding rain,
Such hopeless yearning stirred my soul
To lay my hand in his again!