Poppies & Petals & Things That Fly
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The beauty of the trees, the softness of the air, the fragrance of the grass, speaks to me. The summit of the mountains, the thunder of the sky, the rhythm of the sea, speaks to me. The faintness of the stars, the freshness of the morning, the dewdrops on the flower speaks to me. And my heart soarsThese beautiful words were written by Chief Dan George and they speak to me. This book speaks of mice at play, flowers that talk, stars whose light creates moonbeams on which we ride in our dreams. Quirky bumblebees quarreling with fairies, and even a buzzing aggravating fly. Come away with me into a...
The beauty of the trees, the softness of the air, the fragrance of the grass, speaks to me. The summit of the mountains, the thunder of the sky, the rhythm of the sea, speaks to me. The faintness of the stars, the freshness of the morning, the dewdrops on the flower speaks to me. And my heart soarsThese beautiful words were written by Chief Dan George and they speak to me. This book speaks of mice at play, flowers that talk, stars whose light creates moonbeams on which we ride in our dreams. Quirky bumblebees quarreling with fairies, and even a buzzing aggravating fly. Come away with me into a storybook of rhyme where I livewelcome to my world. Melody Hamby Goss
