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The beautiful summer is here again.We have done with the winter, the snow and rain;The flowers grow bright by the garden wall,And the rose is the fairest one of all.
The beautiful summer is here again.We have done with the winter, the snow and rain;The flowers grow bright by the garden wall,And the rose is the fairest one of all.
The beautiful summer is here again.We have done with the winter, the snow and rain;The flowers grow bright by the garden wall,And the rose is the fairest one of all.
The beautiful summer is here again.
We have done with the winter, the snow and rain;
The flowers grow bright by the garden wall,
And the rose is the fairest one of all.
The apple tree blossoms are fair and sweet,And the bright-eyed daisy that grows at its feet.The lilies white are fair and tall,But the rose is the fairest flower of all.
The apple tree blossoms are fair and sweet,And the bright-eyed daisy that grows at its feet.The lilies white are fair and tall,But the rose is the fairest flower of all.
The apple tree blossoms are fair and sweet,And the bright-eyed daisy that grows at its feet.The lilies white are fair and tall,But the rose is the fairest flower of all.
The apple tree blossoms are fair and sweet,
And the bright-eyed daisy that grows at its feet.
The lilies white are fair and tall,
But the rose is the fairest flower of all.
THE BEAUTIFUL GARDEN
Long ago there was a beautiful garden.Fair blossoms grew in this garden.An old apple tree grew there.It grew by the wall.In the spring it was beautiful.It was covered with blossoms.In the fall it was covered with apples.A little daisy grew at its feet.Her eye was bright and shining.She closed it at night.But all day she looked up and was glad.Daisy loved the beautiful garden.A tall lily grew in the garden.She was sweet and white.
Long ago there was a beautiful garden.Fair blossoms grew in this garden.An old apple tree grew there.It grew by the wall.In the spring it was beautiful.It was covered with blossoms.In the fall it was covered with apples.A little daisy grew at its feet.Her eye was bright and shining.She closed it at night.But all day she looked up and was glad.Daisy loved the beautiful garden.A tall lily grew in the garden.She was sweet and white.
Long ago there was a beautiful garden.Fair blossoms grew in this garden.An old apple tree grew there.It grew by the wall.In the spring it was beautiful.It was covered with blossoms.In the fall it was covered with apples.A little daisy grew at its feet.Her eye was bright and shining.She closed it at night.But all day she looked up and was glad.Daisy loved the beautiful garden.A tall lily grew in the garden.She was sweet and white.
Long ago there was a beautiful garden.
Fair blossoms grew in this garden.
An old apple tree grew there.
It grew by the wall.
In the spring it was beautiful.
It was covered with blossoms.
In the fall it was covered with apples.
A little daisy grew at its feet.
Her eye was bright and shining.
She closed it at night.
But all day she looked up and was glad.
Daisy loved the beautiful garden.
A tall lily grew in the garden.
She was sweet and white.
Close beside her grew a rose.The sweet flowers loved their home.They were glad all spring.They blossomed all summer.In the fall the cold wind came to the beautiful garden.He blew and blew and blew!“Summer is done,” he said.“Time to go to sleep, sweet flowers.Close your eye, Daisy.Sleep, Rose and Lily.”The little flowers went to sleep.The old apple tree saw them.“Time for me to sleep, too,” she said.“Come, wind, blow my leaves away.I do not want them now.Cover the flowers with them.They might be cold in the winter.”The wind blew all the leaves from the old apple tree.He covered Rose, Daisy, and Lily.“Now go to sleep, old tree,” he said.“The beautiful blossoms are all covered with your leaves.They will not be cold.So sleep, old apple tree.Sleep till spring comes back again.”
Close beside her grew a rose.The sweet flowers loved their home.They were glad all spring.They blossomed all summer.In the fall the cold wind came to the beautiful garden.He blew and blew and blew!“Summer is done,” he said.“Time to go to sleep, sweet flowers.Close your eye, Daisy.Sleep, Rose and Lily.”The little flowers went to sleep.The old apple tree saw them.“Time for me to sleep, too,” she said.“Come, wind, blow my leaves away.I do not want them now.Cover the flowers with them.They might be cold in the winter.”The wind blew all the leaves from the old apple tree.He covered Rose, Daisy, and Lily.“Now go to sleep, old tree,” he said.“The beautiful blossoms are all covered with your leaves.They will not be cold.So sleep, old apple tree.Sleep till spring comes back again.”
Close beside her grew a rose.The sweet flowers loved their home.They were glad all spring.They blossomed all summer.In the fall the cold wind came to the beautiful garden.He blew and blew and blew!“Summer is done,” he said.“Time to go to sleep, sweet flowers.Close your eye, Daisy.Sleep, Rose and Lily.”The little flowers went to sleep.The old apple tree saw them.“Time for me to sleep, too,” she said.“Come, wind, blow my leaves away.I do not want them now.Cover the flowers with them.They might be cold in the winter.”The wind blew all the leaves from the old apple tree.He covered Rose, Daisy, and Lily.“Now go to sleep, old tree,” he said.“The beautiful blossoms are all covered with your leaves.They will not be cold.So sleep, old apple tree.Sleep till spring comes back again.”
Close beside her grew a rose.
The sweet flowers loved their home.
They were glad all spring.
They blossomed all summer.
In the fall the cold wind came to the beautiful garden.
He blew and blew and blew!
“Summer is done,” he said.
“Time to go to sleep, sweet flowers.
Close your eye, Daisy.
Sleep, Rose and Lily.”
The little flowers went to sleep.
The old apple tree saw them.
“Time for me to sleep, too,” she said.
“Come, wind, blow my leaves away.
I do not want them now.
Cover the flowers with them.
They might be cold in the winter.”
The wind blew all the leaves from the old apple tree.
He covered Rose, Daisy, and Lily.
“Now go to sleep, old tree,” he said.
“The beautiful blossoms are all covered with your leaves.
They will not be cold.
So sleep, old apple tree.
Sleep till spring comes back again.”