Words Poem by Ruth Manning-Sanders

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Little ones, guileless ones,
So fair and dainty.
All the guests are gathered here.
Come and acquaint ye.

Put on your pretty coats.
And step ye featly ;
Trip in a merry band,
Welcome them sweetly.

Dance for them, play for them
With winsome faces;
Sing and display for them
All your best graces.

Smile as ye gave to them
My heart's confiding, —
But ,whisper not, breathe not
The thought it is hiding.

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