Poem by James Whitcomb Riley

Extremes

A little boy once played so loud
That the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud,
Said, “Since I can’t be heard, why, then
I’ll never, never thunder again!”

And a little girl once kept so still
That she heard a fly on the window-sill
Whisper and say to a ladybird, - 
“She’s the stillest child I ever heard!”

1. My Philosofy
2. A Hymb of Faith
3. The First Bluebird
4. Wortermelon Time
5. There Was a Cherry-Tree

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