The Puddle

For Richard LeGallienne

The lady with the broom beheld dismayed
A puddle that the rain had left behind;
" More work for me to clean the pavement now —
But little rest I find. "

And so with weariness she plied her broom —
The ugly pool soon vanished with the day;
But the poet from his window watched her sweep
The evening star away!
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