Kamis, 24 September 2009

Select Poetry IV

KIND AT HOME
I’d like for folks to say of me,
No matter where I roam,
“That child is nice and gentle - but
She’s sweeter far at home.

“Her temper never does she lose
She’s patient as can be;
She always strives to spread content,
Among the family.

“She always tidies up her room;
And like a gentle maid,
She strives in countless little ways,
To be of some real aid.

“She welcomes, with a friendly

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