Make me a picture of the sun --
So I can hang it in my room --
And make believe Im getting warm
When others call it Day!
Draw me a Robin -- on a stem --
So I am hearing him, Ill dream,
And when the Orchards stop their tune --
Put my pretense -- away --
Say if its really -- warm at noon --
Whether its Buttercups -- that skim --
Or Butterflies -- that bloom?
Then -- skip -- the frost -- upon the lea --
And skip the Russet -- on the tree --
Lets play those -- never come!
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