I Sat Among the Green Leaves
Marjorie L. C. Pickthall
1883 to 1922
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I sat among the green leaves, and heard the falling,
The blood-red butterflies were gold against the sun,
But in between the silence and the sweet birds
The nuts fell one by one.
Why should fall and the year but half over?
Why sorrow seek me and I so young and kind?
leaf is on the bough and the dew is the clover,
But the green nuts are falling the wind.
Oh, I gave my lips away and my soul behind them.
Why should trouble follow the quick tears start?
The little birds may love fly with only God to mind them,
But green nuts are falling on my heart.