Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
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140 <strong>Four</strong> Little <strong>Blossoms</strong> <strong>at</strong> <strong>Brookside</strong> <strong>Farm</strong><br />
and which they saved for Peter, Aunt Polly declared<br />
th<strong>at</strong> she wanted to sit<br />
quietly for an hour<br />
and knit. Linda, too, had her embroidery, but<br />
the four <strong>little</strong><br />
<strong>Blossoms</strong> wanted to go wading.<br />
"I'll w<strong>at</strong>ch 'em," promised Jud.<br />
So Meg and Bobby and Dot and Twaddles<br />
took off their shoes and stockings<br />
and p<strong>at</strong>tered<br />
over the pine needles th<strong>at</strong> covered the grass<br />
down to the edge of the brook.<br />
Bobby dipped one foot in to test the w<strong>at</strong>er.<br />
"Wow, it's cold!" he said. "Just like ice,<br />
Jud."<br />
"You won't mind it after you've been in a <strong>little</strong><br />
while," Jud assured him. "Now when I say<br />
come out, you're to come. No teasing to stay<br />
in! Is th<strong>at</strong> agreed?"<br />
"All right," promised the four <strong>little</strong> <strong>Blossoms</strong>.<br />
"Oh, ow! isn't it cold?"