Children Poems

  ‘Tis Coming

‘TlS coming, 'tis coming, 

The beautiful summer, 

The world will be soon all in tune; 

Each bird, bee, and blossom, 

Each leaf, and all grasses

Will grow in the sunshine of June.

'T is coming, 't is coming, 

The heart of the children

Will feel the soft touch of its breath, 

And wake with the spell 

That rouses the daisy

From out of her chamber of death.

Myrtle.