ght. Again a nestling in the crib, As down to rest my birdie lay;I listened, for I thought she spoke. Huddy up, light! I heard her say. Then all was still. We slept againTill dawn lit up the eastern sky; Then sang my birdie sweet and clear, Now light has turn, and so has I! A. G. I HAVE two hands,… … LITTLE BELLE.WHO comes knocking at my door ? Let me in, says Belle.Ah, I ve heard that knock before. Let me in, says Belle. I will be so good and still; Dear papa, you know I will pJust a little corner fill. Let me in, says Belle. So I spoke the welcome word, Come in, little Belle. HOME SONGS. 27…
Children's poetry
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