Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 128, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 June 1918 — WHEN LITTLE ONE SINGS [ARTICLE]

WHEN LITTLE ONE SINGS

When evening comes over the gray shad- , ows fall. Softly my Little One sings; ' Coddles and coos to a little rag doll, And babbles of wonderful things. Voice like a linnet, and eyes, like a dove, Little One rocks in her ehair,. , And tenderly sings, whfle her motherly I ■I love - .. Warms to her little one there. <• Xlvaat to get down by the aide of her, ' too, . And rpck-a-by back through the years. Voyaging the Blutnberland River of blue. Untroubled by doublings or fear® .«»'/ To drift to a nest in the crook of an arm. And lie in a cuddle of dreams; Ah, Little One, sing me the wonderful a 1 charms ■> , ».... tip, up from the Lullaby streams. . And sing while the heart of you bursts in a song. —; ■Cuddle your little one so, For yours is a fleeting time, age is so long. And you, little singer, will grow. Age will lay hand on your curly, brown . F hair, fu.L •Make you a grown-up too soon; Hustla you out of your little red chair—ffiing, sing,, while your heart ls in tune. Softly gray shadows come deeping down, .Little One journey away Mothdr and Dotty to Slumberland Town. ‘Drowsy-eyed dreamers astray, Leaving me. here where a mist of her song ' 1, , Falls on my heart like a dew, And heaven, I thank you, through age is ■ so long, • Many the dreams that come true., S—Jay B. Iden in the Kansas City Star.