With.Flower.&.Star
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beau ti ful lil y dai sy (sw eet)
blos soms ap ple f eet
fair (cl ose) gar den (k ite)
fair est r ose done wh ite
THE ROSE
The beautiful summer is here again.
We have done with the winter, the snow and rain;
The flowers grow bright by the garden wall,
And the rose is the fairest one of all.
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The apple tree blossoms are fair and sweet,
And the bright-eyed daisy that grows at its feet.
The lilies white are fair and tall,
But the rose is the fairest flower of all.
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THE BEAUTIFUL GARDEN
Long ago there was a beautiful garden.
Fair blossoms grew in this garden.
An old apple tree grew there.
It grew by the wall.
In the spring it was beautiful.
It was covered with blossoms.
In the fall it was covered with apples.
A little daisy grew at its feet.
Her eye was bright and shining.
She closed it at night.
But all day she looked up and was glad.
Daisy loved the beautiful garden.
A tall lily grew in the garden.
She was sweet and white.
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Close beside her grew a rose.
The sweet flowers loved their home.
They were glad all spring.
They blossomed all summer.
In the fall the cold wind came to the beautiful garden.
He blew and blew and blew!
“Summer is done,” he said.
“Time to go to sleep, sweet flowers.
Close your eye, Daisy.
Sleep, Rose and Lily.”
79The little flowers went to sleep.
The old apple tree saw them.
“Time for me to sleep, too,” she said.
“Come, wind, blow my leaves away.
I do not want them now.
Cover the flowers with them.
They might be cold in the winter.”
The wind blew all the leaves from the old apple tree.
He covered Rose, Daisy, and Lily.
“Now go to sleep, old tree,” he said.
“The beautiful blossoms are all covered with your leaves.
They will not be cold.
So sleep, old apple tree.
Sleep till spring comes back again.”
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h ear buds
n ear many
THE GARDEN IN WINTER
It is winter.
The garden is covered with snow.
Many sweet flowers sleep under the cold white snow.
Daisy is asleep under the apple tree.
Lily sleeps near her.
Rose sleeps near Lily.
They are covered with warm leaves.
The old apple tree is sleeping.
All her buds are sleeping, too.
In the spring they will wake.
81Now they are covered with snow.
The snow covers the flowers, too.
They are safe and warm.
For many days they will sleep.
All winter they will rest.
Then spring will come.
The warm days will come again.
Robin will sing to the flowers.
All the buds and flowers will wake.
They will hear the robin’s song.
They will look up.
They will be glad.
They will say, “The warm spring days have come back.”
All the buds will blossom.
The garden will be beautiful again.
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the se w ould n one
f elt (r un) (f eed)
m elt ing s un in d eed
ROSE, DAISY, AND LILY
Rose, Daisy, and Lily grow in a beautiful garden.
These three grow side by side.
They are not alone.
Many other flowers are growing all around them.
But none are as beautiful as Rose.
None are as bright-eyed as Daisy.
None are as fair as Lily.
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“Good morning, Rose,” says Daisy.
“Where were you all winter?”
“I was down under the white snow, sound asleep.”
“And so was I,” says Lily.
“And where have you been, Daisy?”
“Indeed, I do not know.
I think I must have been asleep, too.
84When I waked, the sun was shining.
It was shining brightly all around.
I felt the warm wind blowing over me.
I saw the snow melting away.
I was glad.
I knew summer would soon be here.
Look! There is little Violet now.
See, she is blossoming.
I must stop. My leaves are growing.
My buds are coming. Good-by.”
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music pl ain
wood lands busy
THE SPRING TIME
Now the days are full of music!
All the birds are back again;
In the tree-tops, in the meadows,
In the woodlands, on the plain.
See them darting through the sunshine!
Hear them singing loud and clear!
How they love the busy spring time—
Sweetest time of all the year!
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TOM AND THE BIRDS
One morning Tom ran to mother.
“Mother, mother!” he called.
“The springtime has come!”
“How do you know?” said mother.
“The birds have come back,” said Tom.
“I saw so many in the garden!
They are singing their sweetest songs.
Come and hear them, mother.
The garden is full of music!
Do come, mother!”
Mother and Tom went into the garden.
Robins were calling from the tree-top.
Bluebirds were darting around.
They were darting in the sunshine.
87All were singing their sweetest songs.
They seemed to say, “It is time all nests were made.”
They were so busy and glad.
All wanted new nests.
Robin’s nest was in the apple tree.
Blue-bird’s nest was near it.
How glad they all were!
The garden was full of music.
“I love the springtime,” said Tom.
“I love to hear the birds sing.”
“Hear their glad songs,” said mother.
“See them darting in the sunshine!
See how busy they are!
We must be busy like the birds.
We must be glad, too.”
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THE STAR
A little star lived away up in sky-land.
At night it looked down at the trees.
It peeped under the leaves.
It looked into the birds’ nest.
It looked long at the sweet flowers.
The little star liked them best of all.
89It was always shining on them.
It was always trying to wake them.
One night Mother Moon saw the little star looking down.
“Bright star,” said she, “why are you always shining on the flowers?”
“Because I love them so, mother.
I should like to go and live with them always,” answered the star.
“Do you not love me, little star?”
“Yes, mother dear, I do love you.”
“Do you not love the other stars?”
“Yes, I love you all, but I love the dear flowers best.”
“Then why do you not go to them?” said the sad Mother Moon.
90“I will, I will; good-by, good-by,” said the star.
In the morning this little star was gone from the sky.
But a beautiful dandelion was growing in the meadow.
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THE DANDELION’S FRIENDS
Bright-eyed Daisy grew in the meadow.
All day she looked up at the sky.
It was so bright and blue.
She saw the sun shining.
She heard the birds singing.
But at night she would close her eye and sleep quietly.
Blue Violet grew in the meadow, too.
92She did not always sleep at night.
She looked up into the sky.
She saw a bright star shining there.
She wanted the star to come to her.
One morning Violet and Daisy found a dandelion growing near them.
93“Where did you come from, Dandelion?” they asked.
“I was a star,” answered Dandelion.
“I lived in sky-land.
All the long nights through I looked down at you in the meadow.
You looked so sweet and happy here!
I grew to love you dearly.
94And I wanted to come down and live with you. So here I am.
Are you glad to see me?
Do you want me to go back to the sky, bright Daisy?
Will you let me stay with you here always, sweet Violet?”
“Stay always,” said Daisy and Violet.
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