St. Nicholas/Volume 32/Number 3/Rhyme-and-Picture/The Road
Three Rhyme-and-Picture Pages
By Lucy Fitch Perkins.
I. The Road.
Somewhere there’s a long white road That ends nowhere at all. It leads from winter into spring, From summer through the fall. |
Somewhere the grass is fresh and green, And gentle breezes blow. Somewhere the wind is sharp and keen, And the fields are white with snow. |