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MY TINY DAUGHTER

Here is a chain for you sweet, Hold up your soft hands to catch it. Pansy and white marguerite You will think nothing can match it. But you will say, Are they true? All of the flowers in the chain dear? Did they all grow up with you, Or some of them just in your brain dear. Count true the white marguerite Pansies—as false I must own them. Life it may be well, my sweet, Had not so fair to you grown them. (Sent by Margaret Meyer, age 9.)

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Timaru Herald, Volume CXLVII, Issue 21529, 16 December 1939, Page 25 (Supplement)

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MY TINY DAUGHTER Timaru Herald, Volume CXLVII, Issue 21529, 16 December 1939, Page 25 (Supplement)

MY TINY DAUGHTER Timaru Herald, Volume CXLVII, Issue 21529, 16 December 1939, Page 25 (Supplement)