The Wedding Bells Poem by Kate Greenaway

The Wedding Bells



THE Wedding Bells were ringing,
And Monday was the day,
And all the little ladies
Were there so fresh and gay.

And up–up–up–the steps they went,
The wedding fine to see,
And the Roses were all for the Bride,
So pretty–so pretty was she.

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