Poems (Tynan)/Sing, Cuckoo

by Katharine Tynan

SING, CUCKOO

Cuckoo calls in the heavenly weather,
      Cuckoo!
I, my Love, and the Spring together.

Soft are dreams of clear waters falling,
      Cuckoo!
Softer yet is the Cuckoo calling.

Veils of distance cover and hide him,
      Cuckoo!
Cuckoo comes and the Spring beside him.

Cuckoo utters the one call only,
      Cuckoo!
Lacking Cuckoo the Spring were lonely.