BUTTERCUP HOUR.
Green paddocks, green padodeks, the daisies grow white, The Gamblings leap over the grass in delight, . ' And browny small calves, silky-skinned ns a,flower, Sleep down in the meadows in Buttercup Hour.
Oh, (buttercups golden, I once used to think You made creamy-vcllow the milk that I drink; But now I know why you come down in the night,' Sci slenderly golden, so goldenly bright.
You bring me the springtime, the springtime, the springtime,. Because I am little and love the glad wing time, When -birdies and -blossoms and bees in their bower All crowd in a cloud singing Buttercup Hour. —-Zora Cross.
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Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 18 September 1926, Page 18
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104BUTTERCUP HOUR. Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 18 September 1926, Page 18
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