Potter, Miriam Clark, 1886-1965, Balcom, Sophia T · New York : E.P. Dutton & Co. · leaf 254
ablewithout a word to say. 239 I THE OWL HEARD an owl call from a treeWhen I was safe in bed. *Too-o-or you! cried he. It seemed to meThose very words he said. My room was rosy, candle-lit;I snuggled in my pillow,And pitied it,That owl, to sitAll night upon a willow. And yet the owl must pity meFor… … 241 THE TWO BOB WHITES TIE Bob White family were very happy, in-deed. Mr. Bob White was a devoted father,and Mrs. Bob White was the best little brown andwhite and buff mother that ever was. There werethree dozen little Bob White children, who had justlearned to fly. They followed their parents…
Children's poetry, American
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