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A Child's Own Book of Verse, Book One by  Ada M. Skinner and Frances Gillespy Wickes


 

 

THE COMING OF SPRING

The birds are coming home soon;

I look for them every day;

I listen to catch the first wild strain,

For they must be singing by May.


The bluebird, he'll come first, you know,

Like a violet that has taken wings;

And the red-breast trills while his nest he builds;

I can hum the song that he sings.


And the crocus and wind flower are coming, too;

They're already upon the way;

When the sun warms the brown earth through and through,

I shall look for them any  day.


Then be patient, and wait a little, my dear;

"They're coming," the winds repeat;

"We're coming! we're coming!" I 'm sure I hear,

From the grass blades that grow at my feet.


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