Tree with a Bird in it — Admiration by Aline Kilmer

ADMIRATION

Kenton's arrogant eyes watch the Widdemer pear-tree, His thistle-down-footed sister puts out her tongue at him....

Kenton, what do you see?

That yonder is only a bare tree;

Come, carry Deborah home; she is gossamer-light and slim.

"Aw, mother, but I don't want to!"

Kenton replies with devotion, "I've gathered you stones for the bird; come on, don't you want to throw 'em?"

Ah, Kenton, Kenton, my child, who but you would have such an emotion?

But in spite of it I admire you, as you'll see when you read this poem.