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Sunday, June 22, 2008

If Ever I See by Lydia Maria Child

If ever I see,
On bush or tree,
Young birds in their pretty nest,
I must not in play,
Steal the birds away,
To grieve their mother's breast.

My mother, I know,
Would sorrow so,
Should I be stolen away;
So I'll speak to the birds
In my softest words,
Nor hurt them in my play.

And when they can fly
In the bright blue sky,
They'll warble a song to me;
And then if I'm sad
It will make me glad
To think they are happy and free.

9 comments:

  1. can you pls help me this poem is all about what? I'm only 6 yrs. old i want to know what this means.tnx.

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    1. sweet words please to a 6 yr old girl

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  3. what a nice and meaningful poem

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  4. beautiful.. and I loved the recitation too! Thanks :)

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