September Poem & Noun Jingle

Please practice this poem nightly for just one minute :)

The Pasture

BY ROBERT FROST

I'm going out to clean the pasture spring; 

I'll only stop to rake the leaves away 

(And wait to watch the water clear, I may): 

I sha'n't be gone long.—You come too. 

I'm going out to fetch the little calf 

That's standing by the mother. It's so young, 

It totters when she licks it with her tongue. 

I sha'n't be gone long.—You come too. 

Shurley Noun Jingle Learned in Class