Leaf
A rose will Grow
On a winter morn
A summer will grow
Green a leaf
Life
Visions of Red
Soft Snowflakes fall
Upon a winter morn
A merry old man
Jolly and full
Of joy!

Cradle
A place
Where a baby sleeps
A la – la bye
Dew like the morn
For within the fold
A baby plays peek a – boo!
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