Seven sweet singing birds up in a tree; <br />Seven swift sailing ships white upon the sea; <br />Seven bright weather-cocks shining in the sun; <br />Seven slim race-horses ready for a run; <br />Seven gold butterflies, flitting overhead; <br />Seven red roses blowing in a garden bed; <br />Seven white lilies, with honey bees inside them; <br />Seven round rainbows with clouds to divide them; <br />Seven pretty little girls with sugar on their lips; <br />Seven witty little boys, whom everybody tips; <br />Seven nice fathers, to call little maids joys; <br />Seven nice mothers, to kiss the little boys; <br />Seven nights running I dreamt it all plain; <br />With bread and jam for supper I could dream it all again!<br /><br />William Brighty Rands<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dream-of-a-girl-who-lived-at-seven-oaks/
