Show I My Room 1 10 0 6 b By Ele Eleamore ore Myers Jewett in St St. Nicholas I have so U little Ue time to sit With ith folded hands upon my knee mee An And let the wandering dreams daY flit About me e. e unconstrained and free Yet sometimes in Sn the busy day 1 a Into my room I steal apart And watch a moment as they play These filmy fancies of my PlY heart M Iy h- room room I love the cretonne chair The The thin-legged thin table abie where I sew The old gilt mirror with its air all Of vanities lived l long ag ago Th The pictures of three poplar trees tree's Beside a path I often tread And all the inwrought memories Of happy times and da days s 's long sped I Mv My room room It s 's raws me from the hum burn Of busy hoFs and tasks that I May Mav know low the quiet thoughts that come When pleasant dreams g go whispering by It seems a sanctuary where whee he My Ir s. s soul ul may rest awNI and find find find- b I S bv by duty haste Q or care care- I. I Contentment and a 9 mind |