AURORA 25 



AURORA 



A LITTLE wind comes and wakens all the 

 birds and flowers every morning. 



He rocks the branches of the trees where the 

 birds have their nests. He says, " Wake up, 

 little birds, and sing ! Aurora is coming." 



He shakes the flowers, a little rudely even, to 

 waken them. Then they lift their heads, and 

 send out their sweet breath on the air. 



He comes through your open window and 

 tickles your cheek with your curls. He says, 

 " Get up, little boy ; the dawn is here ! " 



Perhaps you are a little sleepyhead, and turn 

 your back on the wind, going to sleep again. 



But if you wake up with the birds and the 

 flowers, you will see the coming of beautiful 

 Aurora. 



She is the goddess of the Dawn, and she lives 

 in a golden palace near Apollo. 



Every morning she pulls aside the curtains of 

 the East with her rosy-tipped fingers, and looks 

 out upon the world. 



There she stands in her yellow gown, a torch 

 high above her head. She wants to see if the 

 road is clear for the sun god. 



