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A mother threads with care, her child’s coat to wear. Each stitch fears long delay, lest her child should go a…

A mother threads with care, her child’s coat to wear. Each stitch fears long delay, lest her child should go astray. What field of grass could ever repay the nourishing warmth of springtime's rays?

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