 | Poems and verses by Mary Mapes Dodge |  |
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READING.
One day in the bloom of a violet
I found a simple word;
And my heart went softly humming it,
Till the violet must have heard.
I found a simple word;
And my heart went softly humming it,
Till the violet must have heard.
And deep in the depth of a crimson rose
A writing showed so plain,
I scanned it over in veriest joy
To the patter of summer rain.
A writing showed so plain,
I scanned it over in veriest joy
To the patter of summer rain.
And then from the grateful mignonette
I read—ah, such a thing!
That the glad tears fell on it like dew,
And my soul was ready to sing.
I read—ah, such a thing!
That the glad tears fell on it like dew,
And my soul was ready to sing.
A few little words! Before that day
I never had taken heed;
But, oh, how I blessed the love that came—
The love that taught me to read!
I never had taken heed;
But, oh, how I blessed the love that came—
The love that taught me to read!
| Poems and verses by Mary Mapes Dodge | |