'ARE you going next week to see Phillis and Phoebe? <br />Phillis on Monday will be just fourteen. <br />She says we shall all have our tea in the garden, <br />And afterwards have some nice games on the green. <br /> <br />'I wanted a new frock, but mother said, 'No,' <br />So I must be content with my old one you see. <br />But then white is so pretty, and kind Aunt Matilda <br />Has sent down a beautiful necklace for me.' <br /> <br />'Oh, yes, I am going, and Peggy is going, <br />And mother is making us new frocks to wear; <br />I shall have my red sash and my hat with pink ribbons– <br />I know all the girls will be smart who are there. <br /> <br />'And then, too, we're going to each take a nosegay– <br />The larger the better–for Phillis to say <br />That all her friends love her, and wish her so happy, <br />And bring her sweet flowers upon her birthday. <br /> <br />'And won't it be lovely, in beautiful sunshine, <br />The table spread under the great apple tree, <br />To see little Phillis–that dear little Phillis– <br />Look smiling all round as she pours out the tea!'<br /><br />Kate Greenaway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/happy-days-17/
