Morning Song

A diamond of a morning
     Waked me an hour too soon;
Dawn had taken in the stars
     And left the faint white moon.
 
O white moon, you are lonely,
     It is the same with me,
But we have the world to roam over,
     Only the lonely are free.
 
Credit

This poem is in the public domain.

About this Poem

“Morning Song” appeared in Flame and Shadow (The Macmillan Company, 1920).