Scenes and poems from the Wild Rose state . ved as two happy birds,Nestling in Gods forest tree. Here we found our s])lendid joys, Joys both full and free, And instead of traveling round the world The world had traveled round to me. Wv and 1)\. a sweet babe came, The sweetest you could see; And every one who kissed it, said The dear thing looked like me. And still another, and then again, Until they numbered three; And instead of traveling round the world FOUR \\ORLDS hadtraveled round to me. Then came the books and slate and ])en, And school days, glad and free, A world of new things coming i
Scenes and poems from the Wild Rose state . ved as two happy birds,Nestling in Gods forest tree. Here we found our s])lendid joys, Joys both full and free, And instead of traveling round the world The world had traveled round to me. Wv and 1)\. a sweet babe came, The sweetest you could see; And every one who kissed it, said The dear thing looked like me. And still another, and then again, Until they numbered three; And instead of traveling round the world FOUR \\ORLDS hadtraveled round to me. Then came the books and slate and ])en, And school days, glad and free, A world of new things coming in As glad as glad could be; A house of toys and dolls, and carts; Childhood, busy as happy bee. And instead of traveling round the world. Its wealth had come to me. Theyve grown up now. to splendid life. Life, rich and clean and free; .d the finest trip thats taken now-. Is when they all come home to me; And tis true. Im growing old. But I still larger hopes can see. For instead of traveling round the world ALL WORLDS travel round to WHEN I SAID GOOD UYE TO GYP GYP was my dog, with whom I had pla^edIn my childhood days, and often had laidMy head on his soft coat of brown,As we played and romped roimd and roundISoy friends were GYP and I. We roamed together, over the big, big splashed in the stream, and thru the ronij^ed thru meadows green and he always curled up at my feetWhen our romping trip was oer. We went for the sheep, GYP and I,As the sun went down and night grew nigh,And shouted, and played, and romped and rolledTill all were safely in the fold; Then GYP looked at me and smiled. Yes, GYP loved me. I know he in his licjuid eyes it could not be by day, ah yes, by nightFor GYP would scarce let me get out of sightHe loved me so. But now, boy days were almost my heart grew heavy and sad and sore,As I thot that GYP and 1 must soon I away to school must college for four long years. GYP followed
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