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.