RHAPSODY

by: William Stanley Braithwaite (1878-1962)

      AM glad daylong for the gift of song,
      For time and change and sorrow;
      For the sunset wings and the world-end things
      Which hang on the edge of to-morrow.

      I am glad for my heart whose gates apart
      Are the entrance-place of wonders,
      Where dreams come in from the rush and din
      Like sheep from the rains and thunders.

"Rhapsody" is reprinted from The Book of American Negro Poetry. Ed. James Weldon Johnson. New York: Harcourt, Brace and Co., 1922

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