books alone, my Ethel, Are you learning hour by hour.Every breeze about you blowingBears a lesson worth your knowing. Every bright-eyed bud and flower, Flying cloud and April sunshine, Birds that sing and bees that hum,Each is bringing you its treasure,Knowledge new, and good and pleasure —Stores…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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