Poetry of Martha Baird
Faithful Swan
Every afternoon the swan
Came to the willow tree, and there
Was fed and talked to by his friend,
Every afternoon.
Later afternoons the swan
Came to the willow tree and found
No food, no conversation, and no friend,
These later afternoons.
Still the swan
Came and waited,
Every afternoon.
From Nice Deity (Definition Press)
© 1955 by Martha Baird