December (Nancy Byrd Turner Poems)
The house of December was all aglow, Each room was jolly and red; There were bulgy stockings ranged in a row, And holly ...
The house of December was all aglow, Each room was jolly and red; There were bulgy stockings ranged in a row, And holly ...
Amos and Ann had a poem to learn, A poem to learn one day; But alas! they sighed, and alack! they cried, 'Twere ...
A green-thatched cottage was May's sweet home With velvet moss for a floor, And a clambering vine in the gay sunshine, And a ...
Very familiar September seemed: A flag-pole stood in the yard, And the little path that led from the road Was trampled bare and ...
Peace and Mercy and Jonathan,And Patience (very small),Stood by the table giving thanksThe first Thanksgiving of all.There was very little ...
Men go out from the places where they dwelled,They know not why not whither, overborneAt midnight by some awful word, ...
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