Summer Noon

(1902)

"Summer Noon" is a poem by John Vance Cheney.

Summer Noon
by John Vance Cheney


So fickle are the little winds,
One may not say they blow;
The balanced leaves, they tremble, wait
Not sure which way to go.

So fare my fancies flutt'ring soft,
As out of sleep they start;
The while they think to drift away,
They die upon my heart.


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