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To Little Wave

by Ruby Archer

O little wave, you come from far,
Over the sky-line yonder.
Why do you hurry across the bar
And fight with the wind, I wonder?

Can you be weary of ocean play?
Did the big monsters follow?
Were you afraid that a whale to-day
Your little self would swallow?

There, little wave, come close to land.
Careful! I knew you'd stumble.
There goes your curly head on the sand—
Never you mind—don't grumble.

Here are some playthings I've brought for you,—
Buttercups, daisies, clover.
Now you will stay? Lo—off to the blue!
Gone is my little rover.

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