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Some Broken Twigs by Clara M. Beede
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To sweeten a cup of tea.
I felt so very silly
When she brought it back to me.




TO MY FRIENDS


On Christmas day, let happy dreams
Sparkle and flow like bubbling streams.




A MAIDEN'S DREAM


I often think and dream and ponder
Of things that I have seen,
And twist the real into a wonder
When men and birds convene.

If I could reach that star up yonder,
My soul would lift and preen;
If Summertime would always stay
My yard would be more green.

I see the airplane rise and soaring
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