THE VIOLET AND THE SUNBEAM.
Reading edition
BY A. L. A. SMITH.
A bright little sunbeam sped earthward one day From his father's great bosom of light; For he heard from his beautiful home in the sky A poor little violet mournfully sigh, "The earth is so cold, and the winds are so high, I am sure I shall perish ere night." But the words barely passed from her trembling lips When a life-giving kiss on her fell; And the dear little sunbeam both arms round her threw, And said, "Tremble not, I shall tarry with you," And he kissed back her life, till the tenderest blue Proclaimed her the queen of the dell.