James Whitcomb Riley

(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

Extremes


I

A little boy once played so loud
That the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud,
Said, 'Since I can't be heard, why, then
I'll never, never thunder again!'


II

And a little girl once kept so still
That she heard a fly on the window-sill
Whisper and say to a lady-bird,--
'She's the stilliest child I ever heard!'

Submitted: Friday, April 09, 2010

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