Gateway to the Classics: For the Children's Hour by Carolyn S. Bailey
 
For the Children's Hour by  Carolyn S. Bailey

The Air Is Cold

The air is cold, the worms are hid,

For the robin, here, what can be done?

Let us strew around some crumbs of bread,

And then he'll live until snow be gone.


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