CHILD’S SONG
Oli, shy little leaves From your windy heights You are dancing and swinging In cold, misty nights; I love you so dearly, You’re the sweetest of -‘sights, Oh, dear little flower In the scented shade, You’re the house of a fairy So please do not fade. For the fairy inside you Indeed needs your aid. Oh, darling wee buds Your sweet names I call, But our own little babe Is the dearest of all, For flowers must fade And the little leaves fall. —Loris Chilwell (aged 12.)
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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 176, 15 October 1927, Page 31 (Supplement)
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89CHILD’S SONG Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 176, 15 October 1927, Page 31 (Supplement)
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