A Picture

From The Topeka State Journal, November 12, 1912.
By Alice E. Allen. 
 

 I’ve a little picture—
     Artist? No one knows—
 Just a winding country road
     Where a glad wind blows;
 With a bit of forest,
     Cool and green and still
 Set against a morning sky,
     Rose and daffodil.
 
 There’s a brook that dances
     Underneath a bridge;
 There’s a wood-thrush singing
     Somewhere up the ridge.
 All the wind is honey-sweet
     With the wild sweet clover.
 ’Tis the place to pause and dream
     All your old dreams over.
 
 Oh, I wish that artist
     Somehow could be told
 Of the happiness he’s hid
     In his skies of gold;
 Could but know the joy it is
     Just to drop your load,
 And to go a-wandering
     Up his forest road.