"Up there in the blue sky."

I walked along with him to home,
At the edge of a singing stream--
The little faces in the town
Seemed made out of a dream.

I sat down in the little house,
And ate with the kind things--
Then suddenly a bird comes out
Of the bushes, and he sings:

"Have you no home? O take my nest,
It almost is the sky;"
And then there came along the creek
A purple dragon-fly.

"Have you no home?" he said;
"O come along with me,
Get on my wings--the moon's my home"--
The dragon-fly said he.

The Bee was told by a young Bat
A man had need of home;
He flew away at once, and said
"Come to my honeycomb!"

Even the butterfly,
A painted hour;
Said to the homeless one: