Little Rivers

To one who wanders by my side

As cheerfully as waters glide;

Whose eyes are brown as woodland streams,

And very fair and full of dreams;

Whose heart is like a mountain spring,

Whose thoughts like merry rivers sing:

To her—my little daughter Brooke—

I dedicate this little

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