Many birds and the beating of wings
Make a flinging reckless hum
In the early morning at the rocks
Above the blue pool
Where the gray shadows swim lazy.

In your blue eyes, O reckless child,
I saw today many little wild wishes,
Eager as the great morning.

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 28. Margaret
Volume: Chicago Poems
- Fogs and Fires
Year: Published/Written in 1916
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