Indifference Poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
Indifference
A BIRD, a wild-flower and a tree--
I care for them, not they for me.
I see all heaven in a pool--
But the frog there takes me for a fool.
To this dead thrush a tear I gave--
All Spring shall sing above my grave,
And naught I spend my heart upon
Know lack or loss that I am gone--
A bird, a wild-flower and a tree,
I cherish them; they suffer me!
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