by ANNE MORROW LINDBERGH
GROWING UP
WHAT lovely toys I put away
When I took up the sky!
The cardboard barns and painted cows,
How carelessly they lie
Scattered below me on earth’s floor
Now I can hold the sky —
Now I have tilted storms, and met
The mountains eye to eye!
When I took up the sky!
The cardboard barns and painted cows,
How carelessly they lie
Scattered below me on earth’s floor
Now I can hold the sky —
Now I have tilted storms, and met
The mountains eye to eye!
THE TROLLS
(Over the Mountains)
“OH ho —
So there you come!
What do you think
Of me?”
“And me?”
“And me?”
Three peaks raised themselves,
One after another
Across my road —
A challenge.
So there you come!
What do you think
Of me?”
“And me?”
“And me?”
Three peaks raised themselves,
One after another
Across my road —
A challenge.
“CLOSING IN”
JUST room for me to squeeze between
The lowered ceiling and divide,
Just power enough to make the ridge
And, panting, gain the other side;
The lowered ceiling and divide,
Just power enough to make the ridge
And, panting, gain the other side;
Just light enough to see my field
And in the shadows kiss the grass;
Just strength, just heart, just time enough,
For me, the tardy one, to pass.
And in the shadows kiss the grass;
Just strength, just heart, just time enough,
For me, the tardy one, to pass.
Oh hill, oh strip of clearing sky,
Hold up the bars till I get by!
Oh lovely day — forgive my sin,
One breath of light will let me in!
Hold up the bars till I get by!
Oh lovely day — forgive my sin,
One breath of light will let me in!