It caught both bugs and beetles,From weeds that looked likesteeples;But its heart grew very heavy, as if it bore a load. When the night-wind sighed and quivered, The little goosie shivered,And it said, I want my mamma, and I want to see them all.5 But it could not bring them over All the dewy grass… … It knew its mamma missed it, For she smoothed it, and she kissed it, In a way that only Mamma Geese know how to do, I know*But if Master Fox had found him,When the night-time closed around him, His pretty toes and wing-tips had been scattered high and low. MARY A. McKEE.
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
Internet Archive · Library of Congress · Public Domain Mark 1.0. Free to use for anything.
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