572 NATURE STUDY. 



WAITING TO GROW. 



'* Little white snowdrop just waking up, 

 Violet, daisy, and sweet buttercup, 

 Are under the leaves and the ice and the snow, 

 Waiting, waiting to grow. 



Think what a host of queer little seeds, 

 Of flowers and mosses and ferns and weeds, 

 Are under the leaves and the ice and the snow, 

 Waiting, waiting to grow. 



Only a month, or a few weeks more, 

 Will they be waiting behind the door, 

 Listen and watch and wait below, 

 Waiting, waiting to grow. 



Nothing so small or hidden so well 



That God cannot find it, and presently tell 



His sun where to shine and His rain where to go, 



Helping, helping them grow." 



THE LITTLE PLANT. 

 (From the " Plant Baby and Its Friends.") 



" In the heart of a seed, 

 Buried deep, so deep, 

 A dear little plant 

 Lay fast asleep. 



'Wake,' said the sunshine, 

 4 And creep to the light.' 

 4 Wake,' said the voice 

 Of the rain-drops bright. 



The little plant heard, 

 And it rose to see 

 What the wonderful 

 Outside world might be. " 



KATE L. BROWN. 



