Down in the wonder world, dear little heads
Drowsily raised themselves up in their beds --
Crocus and daffodil, hyacinth fair,
Stirring and whispering answered, "Who's there?"
Ah, but the calling they could not resist!
Smiling, they wakened, as babes that are kissed,
Stretching their glad little heads to the light,
Broke into blossoms, a wonderful sight.
Eve with a present from Grandma and Grandpa Kluge: a spectacular pop-up book about Our Lady of Guadalupe.
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