MY GARDEN
I have a little garden
All edged with four-o'clocks;
And some of it is sunflowers,
And some is hollyhocks.
And all around the border
I've planted little stones—
A lot of round beach pebbles—
To keep out Rover's bones.
And then, as plain as daylight,
A sign, "Keep off the grass,"
Warns hens and everybody
That here they shouldn't pass.
But Rover makes his pantry
Right in that garden patch;
And all the hens and chickens
Think that's the place to scratch.
ANNA BURNHAM BRYANT.