Page:Main Street and other poems, Kilmer, 1917.djvu/21

MAIN STREET AND OTHER POEMS

MAIN STREET (continued) But there is yet an echo left deep down within my heart

Of the music the Main Street cobblestones made beneath a butcher's cart.

God be thanked for the Milky Way that runs across the sky,

That's the path that my feet would tread whenever I have to die.

Some folks call it a Silver Sword, and some a Pearly Crown,

But the only thing I think it is, is Main Street, Heaventown. [ 15 ]