Apples red and apples green,Apples rich and ripe are seenIn the orchard near the road,Apples, apples, by the load! In the spring the trees were white,Apple-blossoms, such a sight!Little apples filled the trees,Fanned all summer by the breeze. Little apples grew and grew,Living on the rain and… … A CHRISTMAS HYMN. Gracious and heavenly star,Which shines on us afar,Still, wheresoeer we are,Watch oer His. fold. Calm was that holy flightThrough the far lonely night,When first your radiant lightSpoke of His birth. In the still midnight air,Silent you sparkle there,Hovering with loving careOver…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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