Scottish Poetry Selection
- A Child-Wish
A Child-Wish
Teach me flowers: and in the dell,
When I know them really well,
I shall think that every bell
Nods to me.Teach me birds: and when I go
Where their singing arbours grow
I shall hear a voice I know
Sing to me.Teach me stars: and from the sky,
Dark and lonely when I lie,
I shall feel a friendly eye
Watching me.How I wish that things so sweet
Could, like children when we meet
With our nurses down the street,
Speak to me!
Where else would you like to go in Scotland?