What will you give to a barefoot lass, <br />Morning with breath like wine? <br />Wade, bare feet! In my wide morass <br />Starry marigolds shine. <br />Alms, sweet Noon, for a barefoot lass, <br />With her laughing looks aglow! <br />Run, bare feet! In my fragrant grass <br />Golden buttercups blow. <br /> <br />Gift, a gift for a barefoot lass, <br />O twilight hour of dreams! <br />Rest, bare feet, by my lake of glass, <br />Where the mirrored sunset gleams. <br /> <br />Homeward the weary merchants pass, <br />With the gold bedimmed by care. <br />Little they wise that the barefoot lass <br />Is the only millionaire.<br /><br />Katharine Lee Bates<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-song-of-riches/
