I Am Enamour'd Of Growing Outdoors

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass:

The sharp-hoof'd moose of the north, the cat on the
           house-sill, the chickadee, the prairie-dog ;
The litter of the grunting sow as they tug at her teats,
The brood of the turkey-hen, and she with her half-
           spread wings ;
I see in them and myself the same old law.

A chickadee perches amongst new leaves this afternoon. It brings me cheer.

ntodd