Poem by Edith Matilda Thomas

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

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