Never miss the chance to wink at the bird sitting in the weeds...
The Smiling Elf-Child
Through stained glass windows are partridges//Singing in the boughs//Reciting favorite passages//That pleasantly could rouse//The dear elven-child//From his lovely dream//And with a lovely, toothless smile//His candor would brightly beam
Little Miss Hobbs, Pt. XIV: More Than A Melody
Most children enjoy being tended to by their mothers when they are under the weather, but Little Miss Hobbs needed only the weather to tend to her, and mayhaps a bottle of bubbles to blow indoors without a mother to scold her about the scum it'd surely leave on the windows and floor.
