  Mother’s busy washing; Jack has gone to school; Baby’s in the garden; Kitty has a spool. Every one is busy This bright summer day, None more so than Baby, Working hard to play. child lying on grass Hat stuck full of daisies, Dolls are daisy-crowned— Daisies, daisies everywhere Lying on the ground. Out comes little pussy Tossing them about; Baby calls, “Go way now!” With a little pout. Summer sun grows warmer; Baby tires with play; Down upon the green grass Fast asleep she lay; Daisies all about her, Sunshine overhead, Pussy nestled closely Mother from her washing Comes, and finds her there With the wide-eyed daisies Nestling in her hair. Then was Baby christened In the summer sweet; Now, no longer “Baby,” But sweet Marguerite. |
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