The Moon's the North Wind's Cookie
(What the Little Girl Said)
The Moon's the North Wind's Cookie
(What the Little Girl Said)
Poem
The Moon's the North Wind's cookie.
He bites it, day by day,
Until there's but a rim of scraps,
That crumble all away.
The South Wind is a baker.
He kneads clouds in his den,
And bakes a crisp new moon that… greedy
North...Wind… eats… again!
Notes
The poet originally spelled "cookie" as "cooky" which is now an outdated spelling for the word.
Written by Vachel Lindsay.
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