作品：第二个春天

这份礼物来自上帝，

当我还是一个孩子，

他们总是送给孩子最好的东西，

因为孩子都是小小的，崭新的。

我把礼物握在手里，

做什么都小心翼翼，

不肯松开我的手指，

生怕礼物会消失。

当我长大，匆匆赶往学校，

一张又一张嘴飘荡在街角，

带着做作的微笑。

“多么富有啊！”它们说，

而我终于懂得它们在说什么。

多么富有啊！——说的不是我，

但我知道，我有天赐的金子，

使我无所畏惧，闪耀于我的名字，

永世不移。

It was given to me by the Gods -

When I was a little Girl -

They give us Presents most - you know -

When we are new - and small.

I kept it in my Hand -

I never put it down -

I did not dare to eat - or sleep -

For fear it would be gone -

I heard such words as "Rich" -

When hurrying to school -

From lips at Corners of the Streets -

And wrestled with a smile

Rich! 'Twas Myself - was rich -

To take the name of Gold -

And Gold to own - in solid Bars -

The Difference - made me bold –