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Happy Poems

Table of Contents

  1. June Is Such a Bonny Time by Annette Wynne
  2. The Brown Thrush by Lucy Larcom
  3. The Angel of Joy by Bliss Carman
  4. Reeds of Innocence by William Blake
  5. Spring Came Walking by Annette Wynne

  1. June Is Such a Bonny Time

    by Annette Wynne

    June is such a bonny time—
    Bird and flower weather—
    Time for song and love and rime—
    Time to be together;
    Time for hoops and sails and wings,
    Butterflies and happy things.

  2. The Brown Thrush

    by Lucy Larcom

    There's a merry brown thrush sitting up in the tree.
    "He's singing to me! He's singing to me!"
    And what does he say, little girl, little boy?
    "Oh, the world's running over with joy!
    Don't you hear? Don't you see?
    Hush! Look! In my tree,
    I'm as happy as happy can be!"

    And the brown thrush keeps singing, "A nest do you see,
    And five eggs, hid by me in the juniper-tree?
    Don't meddle! Don't touch! little girl, little boy,
    Or the world will lose some of its joy!
    Now I'm glad! Now I'm free!
    And I always shall be,
    If you never bring sorrow to me."

    So the merry brown thrush sings away in the tree,
    To you and to me, to you and to me;
    And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy,
    "Oh, the world's running over with joy!
    But long it won't be,
    Don't you know? Don't you see?
    Unless we're as good as can be."

  3. The Angel of Joy

    by Bliss Carman

    There is no grief for me
    Nor sadness any more;
    For since I first knew thee
    Great Joy has kept my door.

    That angel of the calm
    All-comprehending smile,
    No menace can dismay,
    No falsity beguile.

    Out of the house of life
    Before him fled away
    Languor, regret, and strife
    And sorrow on that day.

    Grim fear, unmanly doubt,
    And impotent despair
    Went at his bidding forth
    Among the things that were, —

    Leaving a place all clean,
    Resounding of the sea
    And decked with forest green,
    To be a home for thee.

  4. Reeds of Innocence

    by William Blake

    Piping down the valleys wild,
    Piping songs of pleasant glee,
    On a cloud I saw a child,
    And he laughing said to me:

    "Pipe a song about a lamb!"
    So I piped with merry cheer.
    "Piper, pipe that song again;"
    So I piped: he wept to hear.

    "Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe;
    Sing thy songs of happy cheer!"
    So I sang the same again,
    While he wept with joy to hear.

    "Piper, sit thee down and write
    In a book that all may read."
    So he vanished from my sight;
    And I plucked a hollow reed,

    And I made a rural pen,
    And I stained the water clear,
    And I wrote my happy songs
    Every child may joy to hear.

  5. Spring Came Walking

    by Annette Wynne

    Spring came walking through the grass;
    I heard her happy footsteps pass;
    I went outside and took her hand,
    And followed her across the land.
    And everywhere we took our way,
    The flowers called a holiday.