Whitelock, William Wallace, 1869-1940 · New York, E. P. Dutton & company · leaf 22
The Eyes That Follow You But I was standin here, an IWas watchin of those eyes — An some day he 11 be sorryIf he tells sech woppin Hes. One night when Mother tucked me in She promised not to tell,So I told her bout that picture. An I told on Tommy Bell;But Mother laughed an said those eyes Just… … NO MATTER WHERE I GET, ITS EYESKEEP LOOKIN STRAIGHT AT ME MY LITTLE SWEETHEART She comes when day is over, And the evening sky is bright,In the restful gloaming hour. When t is neither day nor night;And with solemn mien and silent Takes her place upon my knee ;Then she says, Your little sweetheart…
Children's poetry
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