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

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FRIENDS

[17]

How good to lie a little while

And look up through the tree!

The Sky is like a kind big smile

Bent sweetly over me.


The Sunshine flickers through the lace

Of leaves above my head,

And kisses me upon the face

Like Mother, before bed.


The Wind comes stealing o'er the grass

To whisper pretty things,

And though I cannot see him pass,

I feel his careful wings.


So many gentle Friends are near

Whom one can scarcely see,

A child should never feel a fear,

Wherever he may be.

—ABBIE FARWELL BROWN.


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