Evaleen Stein Poems

I heard a song at daybreak,
So honey-sweet and clear,
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'Peep! Peep! Peep! ' Poor little chick!
Little cry so weak and small,
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Grandfather says of all things
The silliest he's heard
Is that some children call things
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Let us take our baskets early
To the meadows green,
While the wild-flowers still are pearly
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Once I was a little page
To a May-day queen,
And I wore a little coat
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Tinkle, tinkle,
Lightly fall
On the peach buds, pink and small;
Tip the tiny grass, and twinkle
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The April rain-drops tinkle
In cuckoo-cups of gold,
And warm south winds unwrinkle
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Such pretty things are to be seen,
Such pleasant things to do,
The April earth it is so green,
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Peach-buds to meet thee,
Robins to greet thee,
Hey, little Sweetheart! and May morning, hey!
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THE CACTUS towers, straight and tall,
Through fallow fields of chapparal;
And here and there, in paths apart,
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