Over my garden
An airplane flew,
But nothing there
Either cared or knew.

Cabbage butterflies
Chased each other.
A young wren cried
Seeking his mother.

Gay zinnias
With heavy heads
Flaunted yellows
And mauves and reds.

A hummingbird
On the late larkspur
Never knew what
Went over her.

Crickets chirped
And a blinking toad
Watched for flies
On the gravel road.

They don't care
How smart men are—
To go through Heaven
In a flying car!

to a yellow bee
On a marigold
The adventure seems
A trifle old.