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JOHN CHARLES McNEILL
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A few more friendly suns will call
The bluets through the loam
And star the lanes with buttercups
Away down home.
JOHN CHARLES McNEILL
"Knee-deep!" from reedy places
Will sing the river frogs.
The terrapins will sun themselves
On all the jutting logs.
The angler s cautious oar will leave
A trail of drifting foam
Along the shady current
Away down home.
The mocking bird will feel again
The glory of his wings,
And wanton through the balmy air
And sunshine while he sings,
