Classic Poem

How times change, old friend,
And how little anything changes!

We used to collect butterflies
And insects in Kipp's woods—
Do you remember?
Now this wonderful collection
From the Amazon
Comes quite naturally
For you to weigh and to classify.

Quiet and unnoticed
The flower of your whole life
Has opened its perfect petals—
And none to witness, save one
Old worshipper!