  W e got up to welcome the swallows This morning as soon as the sun; Then over the hills and the hollows We went for a beautiful run. The daisies were ready to meet us— All over the meadows they grew; But now we must say: 'Good-night, O good-day! We've been very happy with you.' We sang with the busy bees humming O'er blossoms too bright to forget, And when the soft breezes were coming We saw the grass bow as they met. Oh, may all the hearts that have known you Now beat with a pleasure like ours, And cheerfully say: 'Good-night, O good-day! And thank you for sunshine and flowers.' John Lea. |
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