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Edgar Guest - The Lonely Garden
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I WONDER what the trees will say,
The trees that used to share his play,
An` knew him as the little lad
Who used to wander with his dad.
They`ve watched him grow from year to year
Since first the good Lord sent him here;
This shag-bark hick`ry, many a time,
The little fellow tried t` climb;
An` never a spring has come but lie
Has called upon his favorite tree.
I wonder what they all will say
When they are told he`s marched away.

I wonder what the birds will say,
I`lie swallow an` the chatterin` jay,
The robin an` the kildeer, too.
For every one o` them he knew,
An` every one o` them knew him,
Waited each spring t` tell him all
They`d done and seen since `way last fall.
He was the first to greet `em here
An` hoppin` there from limb t` limb,
As they returned from year t` year;
An` now I wonder what they`ll say
When they are told he`s marched away.

I wonder how the roses there
Will get along without his care,
An` how the one o` them will face
The loneliness about th` place,
For ev`ry spring an` summer he
Has been the chum o` plant an` tree,
An` every livin` thing has known
A comradeship that`s finer grown
By havin` him from year t` year.
Now very soon they`ll all be here,
An` I`m wonderin` what they`ll say
When they find out he`s marched away.
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