Summer Friends - An 1855 Poem

By Frederic S. Cozzens.

"When spring the fields in daisies dressed

And  flushed the woods with maple buds

I espied a little blue birds nest

Within a cedar's branchy studs.

 

"Its old gray grass, inlaid with hair,

The summer's sun had withered up,

And autumn's acorns still were there,

Though snows had brimmed its tiny cup.

 

"What then! I heard a pilgrim hymn;

And half forgave the long neglect,

When perched upon the threshold rim

A little feathered architect.

 

"And straw by straw the walls he wrought,

And hair by hair the floor he spread.

And when his blue bird wife he brought,

They slept within the nuptial bed.

 

"Oh! how I loved my pranksome guest!

For him I loved his help-mate too;

With jealous care I fenced their nest,

And watched them as they sang or flew.

 

"So April passed, and gentle May

Went murmuring by with leaves and bees;

And two small blue-winged chicks had they

When summer broadened on the tree.

 

"My very solitude had made

That tiny household seem more sweet;

And often to the bank I strayed

To watch the nestlings chirp and eat.

 

"But when the painted autumn came,

And shook the boughs, and bared the wood,

I scarce the feathered brood could blame

Though void their puny wigwam stood;

 

"For summer friends had come like these,

Like these the summer friends had flown;

When stormy winter stripped the trees,

They left the cold and me alone."

February 3, 1855. Washington D.C. Evening Star 5(651): 1. Also February 6, 1858 in the Alti-slavery Bugle 13(25): 4.