They will meet in the glen by moon’s light,
Where the tuberose grow near the trees,
That surround the small green where they'll dance,
To sweet fairies tunes, caught on the breeze.
'Tis the flute of a sprite that sings out,
" Oh, you sisters, it's time to come here!"
In their satin and silky attire,
Now they wait for their queen to appear.
Here she comes, and the fairies behold,
A winged amber-swirled cloud in low flight;
And their voices fall into a hush,
As she joins them in dancing this night.
In a circle they gather near her,
And while flutes play their tunes, they behold--
Her wings sparkle like finest gem stones
And her toes shine with glitter and gold.
She extends her small scepter; it looks
Like a blossom attached to its stem,
But it brings forth an essence of joy
As she tenderly greets each of them.
Oh, they waltz in the meadow till morn.
When the sparrows awake in the glade,
They return to the path hence they came,
And then--into the forest they fade.
The Merman's Gift
She pressed a colored shell
Against her ear And heard
It whispering: Elizabeth.
Then, before her eyes,
The sky turned liquid green,
And swaying trees withdrew
In blurry forms;
Corals and sand dollars
Became scentless flowers.
Seaweed ribbons drifted
Cloud-like in the breezy
Currents that swirled about
Her lacy pinafore—
By which a merman pulled
Her into the deep.
Against her ear And heard
It whispering: Elizabeth.
Then, before her eyes,
The sky turned liquid green,
And swaying trees withdrew
In blurry forms;
Corals and sand dollars
Became scentless flowers.
Seaweed ribbons drifted
Cloud-like in the breezy
Currents that swirled about
Her lacy pinafore—
By which a merman pulled
Her into the deep.
The Naughty Step
The afternoon was wearing on
and Josh began to brood;
his parents learned not to engage
when he was in that mood.
He threw a truck and kicked some blocks.
When no one said a word,
dejected, then he turned around,
as mother overheard
his muttering and scolding, while
he pointed to the stair--
then promptly plopped himself right down,
concluding, with a glare.
So, when his self-appointed time
had quickly come to close;
he spoke some other garbled sounds,
and from the step arose.
and Josh began to brood;
his parents learned not to engage
when he was in that mood.
He threw a truck and kicked some blocks.
When no one said a word,
dejected, then he turned around,
as mother overheard
his muttering and scolding, while
he pointed to the stair--
then promptly plopped himself right down,
concluding, with a glare.
So, when his self-appointed time
had quickly come to close;
he spoke some other garbled sounds,
and from the step arose.
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Abbie, Across the Sea
Across the sea! Across the sea!
An English garden grows,
With violets and daffodils,
'round little Abbie-rose.
In coldest winter we arrive,
The bleakest time of year.
Each tiny bud is fast asleep,
But not our Abbie dear.
She's bright and happy, and her face
Is blooming, full of smiles.
She grows up sweeter every year--
She’s worth the countless miles.
Across the sea! Across the sea!
December clouds above;
We're off to greet our Abbie-rose,
That little girl we love.
An English garden grows,
With violets and daffodils,
'round little Abbie-rose.
In coldest winter we arrive,
The bleakest time of year.
Each tiny bud is fast asleep,
But not our Abbie dear.
She's bright and happy, and her face
Is blooming, full of smiles.
She grows up sweeter every year--
She’s worth the countless miles.
Across the sea! Across the sea!
December clouds above;
We're off to greet our Abbie-rose,
That little girl we love.
Mother's Prayer
You rocked me when I was a babe
And kept me from all harm;
Now, may our Father cradle you
In His protective arm.
How often you have held my hand
And taught me what was right--
May Father take you on His path,
Toward eternal light.
And mother, as your soothing voice
Would help my heart to mend--
May Father comfort you each day
And bless you to all end.
And kept me from all harm;
Now, may our Father cradle you
In His protective arm.
How often you have held my hand
And taught me what was right--
May Father take you on His path,
Toward eternal light.
And mother, as your soothing voice
Would help my heart to mend--
May Father comfort you each day
And bless you to all end.
