Poem by Benjamin Franklin King

De Sun's Comin' Back

      Hush! chillun, hush!
   Kase de sun's done come back agin,
Back agin a-shinin' on de ole cypress tree;
      Hush! chillun, hush!
   Hit shuahly am a fac' agin,
   De sun's done come back agin,
Back agin to me.

      Hush! chillun, hush!
   Foh de sun's done come back agin,
Pushin' yaller glory roun' in ebbery spot it finds,
   Dancin' on de cradle
   An' old Chloe wid de ladle,
   An' coaxin' out de blossoms on
De honeysuckly vines.

      Hush! chillun, hush!
   Kase de sof' winds come back agin,
Back agin, a-bringin' all de glory ob de spring;
   My heart's jes' a-throbbin'
   For off yondah is de robin,
   An' de blackbird am a-cluckin'
An' I 'low I heerd 'im sing.

      Hush! chillun, hush!
   Kase de sun's done come back agin,
Bringin' back de fac' agin I'se gittin' mighty old;
   I often sit and pondah,
   An' I wondah, an' I wondah,
   How many times it's comin' back
Befo' I reach de fold. 

1. No Harm Done
2. The River St. Joe
3. Old St. Joe
4. Benton Harbor, Mich
5. Asphodel

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