The Lit­tle Brown Bat

By Edith Matilda Thomas (1854-1925)

Ontario Gardener Magazine - - COLUMNS -

Quoth the lit­tle brown bat:

"I rise with the owl –

Wis­est and best of the feath­ered fowl;

Let other folks rise, if they will, with the lark, And be early and bright – I am early and dark!"

"I'm awake and up,

When the night-moth sips from the lily's white cup; While the fire­fly lanterns are search­ing the sky, I am glanc­ing about, with fiery eye!"

"The night has its noon

As well as its day – and I'm friends with the moon. Many a se­cret she tells me alone,

Which never a bird or a bee has known!"

"There is house-room for me,

When the win­ter comes, in some hol­low tree; Or un­der barn eaves, near the fra­grant hay, I sleep the dull win­ter hours away.

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