By: Ardis E. Parshall - March 01, 2018 The Underprivileged Child By Lucy Woolley Poor little one, you tried so hard to learn,Your eyes raised trustfully, with eagerness to mine;And o’er and o’er the word forms slowly traced,Your wee lips sounding each one, line by line. You finally grasped one — how your eyes would beam!“I know it ev’ry time — it’s here, and here!I won’t forget” –- but o, when morning came’Twas then...
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