HelenYes she is innocent and sweet
Her check is like a budding rose
For kindness from her being flows
And charity doth grace her feet
O'er Helen's head like other girls
There doth a yellow cast enfold
Which falls in ringlets like to gold
When eastern sunrise bright unfurls
Such lovely eyes so bright and true
Bespeak a cheerful merry heart
They like to sapphire color blue
A twinkle and a joy impart
Such beauty towers above bouquet
For love lies in her breast
Such blooms are good-- they are best
No quality can better pay
H. E. Crane