ttered and flashed with a silvery sheen. The grasses bent down with a loving caress,Praising its beauty and usefulness; And the violets hied them from many a nook,To see their sweet faces within the cool brook. The buttercups blossomed like handfuls of gold,And the white starry daisies began to… … STAY, LITTLE BROOK.
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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