I will be the gladdest thing <br /> Under the sun! <br />I will touch a hundred flowers <br /> And not pick one. <br /> <br />I will look at cliffs and clouds <br /> With quiet eyes, <br />Watch the wind bow down the grass, <br /> And the grass rise. <br /> <br />And when lights begin to show <br /> Up from the town, <br />I will mark which must be mine, <br /> And then start down!<br /><br />Edna St. Vincent Millay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/afternoon-on-a-hill/
