210 APRIL 



Little White Lily 

 Holdeth her cup ; 

 Rain is fast falling 

 And filling it up. 



Little White Lily 

 Smells very sweet. 

 On her head sunshine, 

 Rain at her feet. 



Thanks to the sunshine, 

 Thanks to the rain, 

 Little White Lily 

 Is happy again. 



GEORGE MACDONALD 



