"I love you, Mother," said little John;

Then, forgetting his work, his cap went on,

And he was off to the garden swing,

Leaving his mother the wood to bring.

"I love you, Mother," said little Nell;

"I love you better than tongue can tell!"

Then she teased and pouted half the day,

Till Mother rejoiced when she went to play.

"I love you, Mother," said little Fran;

"Today I’ll help you all I can."

To the cradle then she did softly creep,

And rocked the baby till it fell asleep.

Then stepping softly, she took the broom

And swept the floor and dusted the room;

Busy and happy all day

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