Grow up
grow up fast
o my dear heart
with the healthy sinew of summer
and bonhomie of the pleasant rays,
with the diurnal jovial trait
of the liberal vernal zephyr,
and the autumnal creative spree,
as a boon companion; a fountain free.
Grow up, dear heart
with the bonnet of a dewy morn
and the frill-fringed purple gloaming.
Grow up amidst hum, buzz, chime and tinkle
in commune with glow-worms, cicadas and crickets.
With credence in crescent-full moon,
with ears for triumphant crescendo at Noon.
Grow up with the eyes for the duteous golden Disc
and prudent vista on the present 'heigh-ho' prime.
O my dear heart
forget it not
and adorn the keepsake vase
with all your love woven verse.
