“I MEANT TO DO MY WORK TO-DAY”

By Richard Le Gallienne

I meant to do my work to-day —

But a brown bird sang in the apple-tree,

And a butterfly flitted across the field,

And all the leaves were calling me.

And the wind went sighing over the land,

Tossing the grasses to and fro,

And a rainbow held out its shining hand —

So what could I do but laugh and go?