e ; When it rains we cant go driving, -I wish promises were truer! I could rest, if I were certainOf a single thing thats sure ! Grandma smiled from out her corner.Smoothing back a soft gray tress: Sixty seconds make a minute;Did you know it, little Bess ? — Sixty minutes make an hour,Never more,… … Though the rose may lose its crimson, And the buttercup its gold,There is something, through all changes, You may always surely hold:Truth can never lose its beauty, Nor its strength, by growing old. MRS. JULIA P. BALLARD.
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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