Classic Poem

I love all shining things —
the lovely moon,
The silver stars at night,
gold sun at noon.
A glowing rainbow in
a stormy sky,
Or bright clouds hurrying
when wind goes by.

I love the glow-worm's elf-light
in the lane,
And leaves a-shine with glistening
drops of rain,
The glinting wings of bees,
and butterflies,
My purring pussy's green
and shining eyes.

I love the street-lamps shining
through the gloom,
Tall candles lighted in
a shadowy room,
New-tumbled chestnuts from
the chestnut tree,
And gleaming fairy bubbles
blown by me.

I love the shining buttons
on my coat,
I love the bright beads round
my mother's throat.
I love the coppery flames
of red and gold,
That cheer and comfort me,
when I'm a-cold.

The beauty of all shining things
is yours and mine,
It was a lovely thought of God
to make things shine.