Innocence

The Flower-School

When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down.The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to…

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The Champa Flower

Supposing I became a chanpa flower, just for fun, and grew on abranch high up that tree, and shook in…

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The Beginning

"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?" the baby askedits mother.She answered, half crying, half laughing,…

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Sleep

In the night of wearinesslet me give myself up to sleep without struggle,resting my trust upon thee.Let me not force…

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Seashore

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.The infinite sky is motionless overheadand the restless water is boisterous.On the seashore…

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Sail Away

Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat,only thou and I, and never a…

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Playthings

Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning.I smile at your…

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Paper Boats

Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down the runningstream.In bid black letters I write my…

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Fairyland

If people came to know where my king's palace is, it would vanishinto the air.The walls are of white silver…

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Clouds and Waves

Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-"We play from the time we wake till…

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