Poems By a Little Girl by Hilda Conkling
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page 63 of 79 (79%)
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Softly to find the treasure?
I'd like to know How much yellow gold A bag like that can hold? TWO PICTURES I Gorgeous Blue Mountain I see a great mountain Stand among clouds; You would never know Where it ended. . . . Oh, gorgeous blue mountain of my heart And of my love for you! II Sea-Gull From a yellow strip of sand I watch a gull go by. He is bright-eyed To see the world of waves. All his dream is of the sea. All his love is for his mate. |
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