I walked the woodland,
A lonesome man.
To look for nothing-
That was my plan.
I saw a flower
Deep in the plants:
It gleamed like starlight,
Glowed like a glance.
I reached to pluck it
When its dear lilt
Said: Would you snap me
To see me wilt?
So up I dug it
With roots and all
And brought it home to
The garden wall.
Once more I lay it
Half in the shade
To see it blossom
And never fade!