Berkeley Institute - Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Spring Poems Gentle spring has come at last With birds and pretty Howersg Dreary old winter has gone with his blast, And the violets refreshed with soft showers, Now all the earth seems fresh and new, While sings the bird of heaven's own hue. -Beatrire Ru! Flowers, flowers, come out of the earth, For springtime is here and all is mirth, Come, pretty Crocus, so soft and white, Come, it is time to greet the light! Up in the tree tops the robin is swinging, Up from the earth the bluebell is springing, Out of the hive the bees are humming, N H. The ground again has turned to green, And dandelions may oft be seen, The violets in a shady nook, The daisy's bending o'er a brook, Gay tulip's in a Hower bed, And robin's here with breast so red! -Gertrude Milla 1' I love the bluebells that bloom in the spring, I love the bluebirds that sweetly sing, The buttercups golden, the dandelion yellow, And robin red breast with song so mellow. Now all little children are happy and gay, g. . . . . . F t tl s rin time has come for a sta . Por springtime is here and summer is coming. or Swee gen C p g Y -Lois JW-15011, -Anne Brennan The spring is here, the Howers are up, And all the earth seems gay, The golden fields of buttercups Nod in bright array. The birds are flying in the sky, And singing in the trees, While in the garden far below, Hum the busy bees. -Eleanor Russell. Page Forty-one

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