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A Child's Own Book of Verse II by  Ada M. Skinner

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A tired caterpillar went to sleep one day

In a snug little cradle of silken gray.

And he said, as he softly curled up in his nest,

"Oh, crawling was pleasant, but rest is best."

He slept through the winter long and cold,

All tightly up in his blanket rolled,

And at last he awoke on a warm spring day

To find that winter had gone away.

He woke to find he had golden wings,

And no longer need crawl over sticks and things.

"Oh, the earth is nice," said the glad butterfly,

"But the sky is best, when we learn to fly."

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