Ruth G. Rogers Poems

Dear God, I come to you and pray
For help to meet each coming day;
To shape these precious minds I hold
Within my power to guide and mold.
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Last night I had a pleasant dream,
I dreamed about the month of May;
So I'll repeat it now to you
To tell it, I could ne'er delay.
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A dutch boy came to see
Our school the other day,
We gaily took him by the hand
To show him games we play.
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