To My Sister, A Belated Offering For Her Birthday

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Title:     To My Sister, A Belated Offering For Her Birthday
Author: James Whitcomb Riley [More Titles by Riley]

These books you find three weeks behind
Your honored anniversary
Make me, I fear, to here appear
Mayhap a trifle cursory.--
Yet while the Muse must thus refuse
The chords that fall caressfully,
She seems to stir the publisher
And dealer quite successfully.

As to our birthdays--let 'em run
Until they whir and whiz!
Read Robert Louis Stevenson,
And hum these lines of his:--
"The eternal dawn, beyond a doubt,
Shall break on hill and plain
And put all stars and candles out
Ere we be young again."

[The end]
James Whitcomb Riley's poem: To My Sister, A Belated Offering For Her Birthday

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