HAPPY LINES

Evening Post, Volume CXXII, Issue 106, 31 October 1936, Page 20

HAPPY LINES

HALLOWE'EN. : ■ (Original.) ; , ■Hallowe'en, mysterious time, ;, Reminds me of thete things, Witches, turnip faces, candles, Friends, and a..heart that sings. .; >. -Rdasting chestnuts, itturiehinj: *ppie«, i .'iThen we=sit about the gr«.t««' ~;-,*' ■.-Telling:-tales of/ghosts and-goblins, I Staying up till very late. .; When: at last our bedtime comes, .;■ '- 'Somewhere round about ten. There are lots of squeals and shudders, , As upstairs we troop, then. ■.'..-■■ /. Witches, goblins,' hide around us, . •;,- Point at- us fingers of fun, :Laughing- at-our frightenedfaces,-. •■■■• ■-■■ '■ As they round about US run. Then, when Safe in bed we lie, And try to go to sleep. We think-of all the pleasant things Of the day, then slumber deep. "-. , ■• "JSLF 0- BEAUTIFUL !rHINGS*."(ISV Karori. ;-yc SPRING. ■ *' '■ ''''■' (Original.) ■ i."i Are you Klati that Spring is here. ■; .!- Lndy Sflflng who brings goorl cheer t v-- : Tuis nro sinsius in the trees, . :-,:.:: Daffodils sway in the breeze, ;;..,. rixios on their flutes do play, ~..$ Children are very merry and gay, ;.v-.i Are you dad (hut-Spring Is here, ■■■■•*,< Lady Spring who brine, ch^ m\ SPRING'S GIFT. g> '' (Original.) -\ i'y Spring comes but once a year. - ■; . '■■■<; So we enjoy it while It Is here.' . , The birds are singing a sweet refrain, : .The church bells are ringing, '■ ■For Swing is here again. ■ The streams are'clear and cool, ; : : . ! The pink »almon swims in the pool,-"). So let's (to singing—you and I— - ;/.- rFor.. Spring is full: of joy • .-.,-■. :.:'.->. 'From the treetops to the sky. ;..;,; ' ; ■ "DAKCIXG PAIKT" ~(lbi; "SV MY GARDEN. ; ® (Original.) ~., • ...., ; , ':<" My garden Is where the Wood el^es I)I»fes And dance and frolic-■•'from dusft; till day, A' little .'brown bunny comes in. the morn;.-: With .i. ebrnfldwer fairy just at:'d!iwn. . .••;■; My garden is in a woodland gleft- .';; Made glad by, the song of,t,hesf«l,.Mid ;«ren That flit about from morn .till «ight-V . ■;-£ Singing .and whistling' with all their might. Its beautiful flowers of rarest-hue .• >,! Are pink and white, red, orange, and bluej 'I visit' it .daily; .wet: or-fine; •.■-.: .'■;■■.;;• ' For I love this dear little garden of niln». ■ •■KAT" (H) 4 j, i Eongotai,