ORIGINAL VERSE

Southland Times, Issue 23740, 11 February 1939, Page 6 (Supplement)

ORIGINAL VERSE

' THE SEA l’d like to hear, as once before, . The sea, for memory’s sake, i When seagulls soar Above the roar The crashing breakers make. . I’d crave to see the golden sand , And watch the waves at play And see a sail So white and frail Go skimming o’er the bay. I’d love to watch the sea when calmed And soothed by Neptune’s hand - When sun’s bright crest Sinks in the west And moonlight floods the land. ' 3 marks to Cousin Lily M. Pettersson (15), Alma street, Wyndham. PICTURES IN THE FIRE Have you seen the fairy pictures, Appearing in the fire? They’re really very wonderful, And ones you must admire. They are the ones you dream about, For Mushroom Town you’ll see, With dainty little fairy folk, ■ And gruff old Mr Bee. And in amongst the leaping flames * Arising from the fire, . Come scores of little pixies gay, And gnomes in strange attire. Then, from a rock emerges now, . A smuggler very bold, He makes one think of stories, in The stirring times of old. i Next, comes a troop of damsels gay, Who dance upon a green, To the magic fairy music, Of orchestra unseen. But as the leaping flames die down, The pictures fade away, So we must leave these fairy folk, • Until another day. —3 marks to Cousin Raynor Huffadine V.A.C. (12), 215 Bowmont street, Invercargill. MINNIE AND MICKY MOUSE One day when Mickey and Minnie Mouse were playing in the sun, Said Mickey Mouse to Minnie Mouse, “Let’s come and have some fun.” So,Mickey got his watering-can and Minnie got her hoe, They both went into the garden to cultivate a row. She planted out some cabbages and said “If you please, Go and get some water to sprinkle on the peas.” Minne found a flower which she really thought was fine, She dug a hole to plant it in the line. Said Mickey Mouse to Minnie, “I think we have done well. But I’m feeling very hungry, so let’s go home to. dine.” —3 marks to Cousin Joan McLeay (11), Otahu, Blackmount R.D., Otautau.

THE BREEZE, THE PINE, AND THE OAK Whistling softly, a gay little breeze Came dancing playfully through the pine trees. “Let go of your needles and let them play, Over the hills and far away.”

A wise old pine then shook his green head, And told the young breeze to mind what he said. “We don’t want our needles to go and play, Over the hills and far away.”

The breeze then skipped off, to an old oak tree, Who called to his leaves, “All fly off from me, Go with this young breeze, and all of you play, Over the hills and far away.”

So off flew the leaves as happy as kings, And went with the breeze to see all new things. The breeze was happy and they all did play Over the hills and far away. 3 marks to Cousin Iris Winsloe (13), Merrivale R.D., Otautau,