  Under blue skies Daffodils dance, and the Oriole flies, Bright, golden butterflies float on the breeze Over the clover with brown honey-bees; Daisies and buttercups, slender and tall, Nod to the roses that cover the wall, Under blue skies. Under blue skies, Every day brings us a sweeter surprise, Blooming of flowers and singing of birds, Words without song, and song without words; A world of bright children, all happy and gay, In sunshine and shadow, at work and at play. Copyright, 1886, by S. J. Brigham, N. Y.
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