I Love All Graceful Things
by Kathleen Boland

I love all things that move with grace,
The shiv'ring of the aspen trees,
The bending grass before the wind,
The leaves that sway in summer's breeze.
The swan that glides upon the lake,
The ripple of the flowing stream,
The circle of the swallow's flight,
The clouds that almost moveless seem.
The rise and fall of silv'ry waves,
The flutt'ring wings of butterflies,
The curving scythe among the corn,
The setting sun, when daylight dies.
The autumn dance of wither'd leaves,
The snowflakes' steady, gentle fall,
The gleaming slant of April rain,
I love them all, I love them all,
I love them all.