Show monticello Montice flo schoos schools our juvenile poets ILDREN C by venita mae nash little L ittle by the brook playing in a shady nook laughing shouting all the while giving happi happiness with a smile OUR SKY by al dean washburn Wash buin my sky your sky the sky we always see 1 the I he sky bue the sky gray the sky that will always be the golden sun the silver moon the litle stars that kh ih ne the rainbow lain bow and the clouds aloft alof t Is our sky bours oars and amne m ne SEASONS by mary jans jane laws in the winter the winds will blow in the spring the flowers flower s will grow in the summer the birds will play in the fall they fly away in the winter the children skate in the spring its kites they make in the summer they swing on the gate in the fall they usa pencils and slate SPRING by betty palmer spring is here the flowers are in bloom let everyone come near and forget their gloom the trees are all white A and n d the grass is green the birds have taken their flight and are everywhere to be seen the gardens are peep peeping up through the ground young flowers are seeking everyone is spring bound SPRING by paula adams spring is the time of the year which brings us all good cheer the river again is flowing and the grasses now are growing the bird bira to its mate is singing and all the forest ringing for nesting time is here again and little eggs we see now and then for winter is now gone and singing a song As they pick the blossoming bloss oming flowers which grow in the pretty bowers ROBINS by grace nielson the sky was shining bright and blue and under it a robin flew why dost thou go alone said I 1 underneath the bright blue sky the air was clear a faint breeze blew the grass was covered with sparkling dew the day was warm with the suns bright rays around our house that robin stays A nest of babies in the tree every day their heads I 1 see in the fall fly away for here no longer can they stay |