While white as carded fleeces
The dogwood blossoms blow.

A rosy robe is wrapping
The early red-bud trees;
But still the haws are napping,
Nor heed the honey-bees.

And still in lazy sleeping
The apple-buds are bound,
But tulip-tips are peeping
From out the garden ground.

And yonder, gayly swinging
Upon the turning vane,
A robin redbreast singing
Makes merry at the rain!

EASTER DAY

Christ the Lord is risen to-day!
Angels rolled the stone away
From the tomb wherein He lay!

Little children, come and sing,
"Glory, glory to the King,
Christ the Lord of everything!"

THE SANDMAN

The Sandman! hark, I hear him!
He's coming up the stair,
And everybody near him
Is nodding, I declare!

He's peeping in the door now,
And first of all he spies,
As he has done before now,
The little children's eyes!

Then quickly does he throw it,
His golden sleepy-sand,
And all, before they know it,
Are off for sleepy-land!

DANDELION CURLS

Ah, ha, ha, now! who comes here
Wreathed in flowers of gold and queer
Tiny tangled curls of green
Gayly bobbing in between?

Pretty token of the spring!
Hark! we hear the bluebirds sing
When we thus see little girls
Decked in dandelion curls.

POP-CORN

_Pop! Pop!--Poppetty-pop!_
Shake and rattle and rattle and shake
The golden grains as they bounce and break
To fluffy puffiness--_Poppetty-pop!_
Bursting and banging the popper's top!
_Poppetty-pop!
Pop! Pop!_

The yellow kernels, oh, see them grow
White as cotton or flakes of snow!
_Pop! Pop!_
O-ho, how they frolic and fly about
And turn themselves suddenly inside out!
_Pop-pop-poppetty! Pop-pop-pop!_
The popper's full and we'll have to stop;
Pile the bowl with the tempting treat,
Children, come, it is time to eat!

THE RASH LITTLE SPARROW

Rash little sparrow
Up in the nest;
Feathers not long enough,
Wee wings not strong enough!
Poor little sparrow!
Poor little breast!

WHAT IF?

When I see the new moon lightly
Through cloud ripples slip,
Then I'm sure that shining brightly
It's a fairy ship!

What if in it