Edith Matilda Thomas (Эдит Матильда Томас)

A Lack of Attention

She had folded her hands, and had never stirred
Nor even spoken one little word.
In fact, she was good as good could be,
While the grown folks talked, and sipped their tea
At last, a small voice from the corner we heard:
"Nobody pays any pension to me!"

1. Her Christmas Present
2. In the Dark Little Flat at the End of the Court
3. The Day-Dreamer
4. Two Child Angels
5. Holly and Mistletoe

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