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HIDDEN TREASURE.
I.
Mother, in her garden kneeling,
Planting hyacinths one day—
Jim, a tiny toddler, stealing
All her precious bulbs away.
II.
"Come and bring them back,” cries
mother—
“No,” says Jim, “me wants them
all-
Little ones for marbles, mother,
And the big one for a ball.
III.
“You don’t want them, mum ; you only
Hide them in the dirty ground ;
Little Jim is awful lonely—
Let me wheel them round and
round.”
IV.
Mother buys them back with kisses,
Gives him one to call his own,
Then with loving words dismisses
Baby Jim, and works alone.
V.
Soon the autumn sunshine passes,
Soon the merry winter flies—
Soon among the tender grasses
Blossoms ope their starry eyes.
