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


 

 

LITTLE BUD DANDELION

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Little Bud Dandelion

Hears from her nest

"Merry Heart, Starry Eyes,

Wake from your rest."

Wide ope the daisy lids

Robin's above,

Wise little Dandelion

Smiles at his love.


Gay little Dandelion

Lights up the meads,

Swings on her slender foot,

Telleth her beads,

Lists to the robin's note

Poured from above;

Wise little Dandelion

Asks not for love.


Cold lie the daisy banks

Clothed but in green,

Where, in the days agone,

Bright hues were seen.

Wild pinks are slumbering,

Violets delay;

True little Dandelion

Greeteth the May.


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Brave little Dandelion

Fast falls the snow,

Bending the daffodil's

Haughty head low.

Under that fleecy tent

Careless of cold,

Blithe little Dandelion

Counteth her gold.


Meek little Dandelion,

Groweth more fair

Till dies the amber dew

Out from her hair.

High rides the thirsty sun,

Fiercely and high;

Faint little Dandelion

Closeth her eye.


Pale little Dandelion,

In her white shroud,

Heareth the angel-breeze

Call from the cloud;

Tiny plumes fluttering

Make no delay;

Little winged Dandelion

Soareth away.

—HELEN BARRON BOSTWICK.


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