THE SUNSET GARDEN.
—mt : I can see from the window a little brown house And the garden goes hp to the top of the hill, And the sun comes each day, And slips down away, At the end of the garden and sleeps there , . . until The daylight conies climbing up over the hill. I do wish I lived in the little brown house, Then at night I'd go out to the garden and creep, Up . . . up . . . then I'd stop. And lean over the top, At the end of the garden, and so X could peep, And see what the sun looks like when it's asleep.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIV, Issue 19798, 19 November 1927, Page 4 (Supplement)
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105THE SUNSET GARDEN. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIV, Issue 19798, 19 November 1927, Page 4 (Supplement)
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