1.Little Gustava1 sits in the sun，
Safe in the porch，and the little drops run From the icicles2 under the eaves3 so fast，For the bright spring sun shines warm at last，And glad is little Gustava.
2.She wears a quaint4 little scarlet cap，And a little green bowl she holds in her lap，Filled with bread and milk to the brim，And a wreath of marigolds5 round the rim： "Ha！ha！" laughs little Gustava.
3.Up comes her little gray，coaxing cat，With her little pink nose，and she mews，"What’s that." Gustava feeds her，-she begs for more，And a little brown hen walks in at the door： "Good day！" cries little Gustava.
1Gustava，a girlˊs name.
2Icicles，water frozen in long needle-like shapes. 3 Eaves，the lower edges of a roof.
4Quaint，odd.
5Marigolds，a yel1ow.ower.
4.She scatters crumbs for the little brown hen，There comes a rush and a.utter，and then Down.y her little white doves so sweet，With their snowy wings and their crimson feet： "Welcome！" cries little Gustava.
5.So dainty and eager they pick up the crumbs.
But who is this through the doorway comes. Little Scotch terrier，little dog Rags，Looks in her face，and his funny tail wags：
"Ha！ha！" laughs little Gustava.
6."You want some breakfast，too." and down She sets her bowl on the brick.oor brown，And little dog Rags drinks up her milk，While she strokes his shaggy locks，like silk： "Dear Rags！" says little Gustava.
7.Waiting without stood sparrow and crow，Cooling their feet in the melting snow. "Won’t you come in，good folk." she cried，But they were too bashful，and staid outside，Though "Pray come in！" cried Gustava.
8.So the last she threw them，and knelt1 on the mat，With doves，and biddy2，and dog，and cat.
And her mother came to the open house door： "Dear little daughter，I bring you some more，My merry little Gustava."
9.Kitty and terrier，biddy and doves，All things harmless Gustava loves，The shy，kind creatures ˊt is joy to feed，And，oh！her breakfast is sweet indeed To happy little Gustava！
1 Knelt，bent on her knees. 2 Biddy，chicken.
（Celia Thaxter）
