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charley and his father.
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"And will my flowers come too?"
The little fellow said;
"And all be bright and new
That now looks cold and dead?"

"O yes, dear; in the spring
The flowers will all revive;
The birds return and sing,
And all be made alive."

"Who shows the birds the way,
Father, that they must go?
And brings them back in May,
When there is no more snow?

"And when no flower is seen
Upon the hill and plain,
Who'll make it all so green,
And bring the flowers again?"

"My son, there is a Power
That none of us can see,
Takes care of every flower,
Gives life to every tree."

He through the pathless air
Shows little birds their way:
And we, too, are his care;
He guards us day by day."