Poem-Stories
Two Little Kittens
Two Little Kittens, one stormy night,
Began to quarrel, and then to fight;
One had a mouse, and the other had none -
And that was the way that the quarrel was begun.
I’ll have that mouse! Said the bigger one
You won’t have that mouse said the other one
I will have that mouse said the bigger cat
You’ll have that mouse? We’ll see about that!"
Now I told you before, ‘twas a stormy night
When these two kittens began to fight
And the old woman took her sweeping broom
And swept the two kittens right out of the room
Outside the ground was covered with Ice and Snow,
And the two little kittens had no place to go!
So they laid themselves down on the mat near the door
Until the old woman finished sweeping the floor
Then they both crept in as quiet as mice,
All wet with snow, and as cold as ice!
For they thought ‘twould be better, that stormy night,
To lie down and sleep than to quarrel and fight.
A Wise Old Owl
A wise old owl sat in an Oak
The More he saw The Less he spoke—
The Less he spoke the More he heard !
Why can't we all Be like that Bird?
WHEN MOTHER PRAYS
It always seems so good to me
When Mother prays;
Sometimes I cry, and cannot see,
When Mother prays;
The angels come down-
Oh, so close,
That I can touch them,
Seems almost!
And inside I get warm with joy;
I’m sorry then I took Bill’s toy,
I want to be a better boy!
When Mother prays.
LITTLE THINGS
Little drops of water,
Little grains of sand
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land.
Thus the little minutes
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
Of eternity.
Thus our little errors
Lead the soul away,
From the path of virtue
Oft in sin to stray.
Little deeds of kindness
Little words of love,
Make this world an Eden
Like the Heaven above!
SLEEPY-TIME
The birdie has gone to its nest,
And baby must go to her bed,
For the sun has sunk down in the west
In curtains of purple and red.
Yes, this is the end of the day;
The lambs are asleep in the dew;
So baby must leave off her play,
And go to her little bed, too.
