NEARLY NIGHT
Once, when it was nearly night. I held by porridge-plate quite tight. And ran and ran, as fast as fast, Till all the houses were quite past; And then I sat beneath a tree And ate my supper from my knee. I saw the folks that hide away And won’t come out when it is day— The Pixie Man with buttons red, The Spae Wife with her nodding head: I saw the Slipping Fairies, too. Shedding their flowers of mist and dew. I saw the sun turn red as red Because he had to go to bed, And then the wind went tick-a-tick— I know he is the meadow-clock. And when he blows across your eyes You'd know the time if you were wise. —Sent in by Beryl Olsen.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 182, 22 October 1927, Page 27 (Supplement)
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131NEARLY NIGHT Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 182, 22 October 1927, Page 27 (Supplement)
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