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1874–1944

THE LITTLE JOYS

Theodosia Garrison

My little joys went by me As little children run Across the fields at sunset When playing time is done.

And now alone at twilight What is there may content The heart that loved their laughter And frolic merriment?

Ah well, who knows but still may dawn Another fairer day Wherein my little joys may come A-dancing out to play.

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