Show fir r. y vF v F 4 0 V 0 00 0 Z-O Z 6 Noon In the Woods Hush said the pine on the hill And all of ot them listened together- together Y Listened and nodded and still Still In the golden weather weather- And nd the squirrel who fancied hed he'd something some- some somer something r thing to do doAnd doAnd And chattered awhile complaining Felt the spell of ot the silence creep over him too For noon In the woods was reigning And nd the sunshine sunshine slips through the boughs And gold Is the place of ot Its falling Gold where the wild doves murmur and drowse And gold Is the coo of ot their calling n The little bright eyes closed are In sleep And hushed Is the sob of ot complaining For silence broods as It broods on the deep Y When noon In the woods Is reigning Roland ra r Whittle fn |