A TREASURY OF STORIES, JINGLES AND RHYMES

THE DAISY.

HAT does the daisy see,
In the breezy meadow tossing ?
It sees the wide blue overhead

And the little cloud-flocks crossing.

What does the daisy see,

‘Round the sunny meadow glancing?
It sees the butterflies’ chase,

And the filmy gnats at their dancing.

What does the daisy see,
Down in the grassy thickets?
The grasshoppers green and brown,

And the nimble, coal-black crickets.

It sees the bobolink’s nest

That no one else can discover,

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