Child Songs of Cheer

DANDELIONS
Dandelions, dandelions, shining through the dew, Let the Kings have Cloth of Gold, but let us have you !
Copyright, 1918, by Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co.
Dear Children, all the little words These printed pages through, They are a flock of little birds I bring to sing to you.
Sometimes they sing of foolish things, And other times they try To tell their gladness when their wings Soar up to seek the sky.
So, Sweethearts, do but kindly hark! If but a sparrow throng, Or if among them there's a lark, To you their songs belong!

A robin redbreast, fluting there Upon the apple-bough, Is telling all the world how fair Are apple-blossoms now; The honey-dew its sweetness spills From cuckoo-cups, and all The crocuses and daffodils Are drest for festival!
Such pretty things are to be seen, Such pleasant things to do, The April earth it is so green, The April sky so blue, The path from dawn to even-song So joyous is to-day, Up, little ones! and dance along The lilac-scented way!

Hey-a-day-a-day, my dear! Dandelion time! Come, and let us make for them a pretty little rhyme!