PagineDusk in June
by Sara Teasdale
From Rivers to the Sea (1915)
Evening, and all the birds
In a chorus of shimmering sound
Are easing their hearts of joy
For miles around.
The air is blue and sweet,
The few first stars are white,—
Oh let me like the birds
Sing before night.
This poem is in the public domain. Source text: Project Gutenberg.