to mind it! For look what I gathered and brought you instead.With a dimple in each round cheek, he said; I think they are just as splendid, —A posy as big as my hand would hold,Of buttercups shining and yellow as gold, That grew where the rainbow ended. He poured the gay blossoms out over my…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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