William Brighty Rands

(1823 - 1882 / England)

The Dream Of A Girl Who Lived At Seven-Oaks - Poem by William Brighty Rands

Seven sweet singing birds up in a tree;
Seven swift sailing ships white upon the sea;
Seven bright weather-cocks shining in the sun;
Seven slim race-horses ready for a run;
Seven gold butterflies, flitting overhead;
Seven red roses blowing in a garden bed;
Seven white lilies, with honey bees inside them;
Seven round rainbows with clouds to divide them;
Seven pretty little girls with sugar on their lips;
Seven witty little boys, whom everybody tips;
Seven nice fathers, to call little maids joys;
Seven nice mothers, to kiss the little boys;
Seven nights running I dreamt it all plain;
With bread and jam for supper I could dream it all again!


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  • Gold Star - 16,874 Points * Sunprincess * (6/7/2014 8:50:00 PM)

    ...............the number seven rhymes with heaven.....enjoyed... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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