Out of Wonder World I think you come;
For in your eyes the wonder comes with you.
The stars are the windows of Heaven,
And sometimes I think you peep through.
Oh, little girl, tell us do the Flowers
Tell you secrets when they find you all alone?
Or the Birds and Butterflies whisper
Of things to us unknown?
Or do angel voices speak to you so softly,
When we only hear a little wind sigh;
And the peaceful dew of Heaven fall upon you,
When we only see a white cloud passing by?
Kate Greenaway (1846 - 1901) England
(image from the Project Gutenberg EBook of Marigold Garden, by Kate Greenaway
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