Afternoon on a Hill

By Edna St. Vincent Millay

1892-1950


I will be the gladdest thing
         Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
         And not pick one.

I will look at cliffs and clouds
         With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
         And the grass rise.

And when lights begin to show
         Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
         And then start down!

DayPoems Poem No. 1388
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