THREE OF US KNOW.
Reading edition
BY MARIE L. VAN VORST.
Who are my playfellows? Wait, you shall see; Sometimes a little bird, Sometimes a bee. All through the summer world Gayly we go. Where is the greenest close, Where is the sweetest rose, Three of us know. Bee seeks the rose's heart, Bird seeks the tree, I seek a little brook Clear as can be. It singeth all day long Sweetly and low, Ballad of sun and star. What its song-secrets are Three of us know. Bee takes the honey home To the Queen bee; Bird seeks a nest that hides High in the tree; I seek a little house Where sweet vines grow. What in God's world is best— Trees, flowers, home and rest— Three of us know.