Portrait By A Neighbor – by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Before she has her floor swept,
Or her dishes done,
Any day you’ll find her
A-sunning in the sun!

It’s long after midnight;
Her key’s in the lock,
And you’ll never see her chimney smoke
Till past ten o’clock!

She digs in her garden
With a shovel and a spoon;
She weeds her lazy lettuce
By the light of the moon!

She walks up the walk
Like a woman in a dream;
She forgets she borrowed butter,
And pays you back cream!

Her lawn looks like a meadow,
And if she mows the place,
She leaves the clover standing,
And the Queen-Anne’s lace.



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