TO MY MOTHER
Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;
Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair;
But all things else about her drawn
From May-time and the cheerful Dawn;
A dancing Shape, an Image gay,
To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Wordsworth.
YOU ARE READING
Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm (1903)
ClassicsRebecca's joy for life inspires people of Riverboro, but she faces many trials in her young life. *This story belongs to Kate Douglas Wiggin. I don't own anything.
