Tree with a Bird in it

<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page34" name="page34"></SPAN>[34]</span></p> <div><SPAN name="h2H_4_0021" id="h2H_4_0021"></SPAN></div> <h2> <i>Mary Carolyn Davies</i> </h2> <p class="quote"> (Impetuously, with a floppy hat.)</p> <h3> A YOUNG GIRL TO A YOUNG BIRD </h3> <div class="poem"> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i2"> When one is young, you know, then one can sing </p> <p class="i8"> Of anything: </p> <p class="i2"> One is so young&mdash;so pleasurably so&mdash; </p> <p class="i8"> How can one know </p> <p class="i2"> If God made little apples, or yet pears, </p> <p class="i8"> Or ... if God cares? </p> </div> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i2"> You are young, maybe, Grackle; that is why </p> <p class="i8"> I want to cry </p> <p class="i2"> Seeing you watch the poems that I say </p> <p class="i8"> To-night, to-day ... </p> </div> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i2"> This little boy-bird seems to nod to me </p> <p class="i8"> With sympathy: </p> <p class="i2"> He is so young: it must be that is why ... </p> <p class="i8"> <i>As young as I!</i> </p> </div> </div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />