“Nothing can wear you out like caring about people.” S.E.
Hinton
I Will Make You Brooches
by Robert Louis Stevenson
I Will Make You Brooches
I will make you brooches and toys for your delight
Of bird-song at
morning and star-shine at night.
I will make a palace
fit for you and me
Of green days in
forests and blue days at sea.
I will make my kitchen, and you shall keep your room,
Where white flows the
river and bright blows the broom,
And you shall wash
your linen and keep your body white
In rainfall at
morning and dewfall at night.
And this shall be for music when no one else is near,
The fine song for
singing, the rare song to hear!
That only I remember,
that only you admire,
Of the broad road
that stretches and the roadside fire.
