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A little flower grew in a glade

Far from the busy throng;

A little bird sang airily

Though no one heard his song.

By chance I wandered in the glen

Where bloomed the modest flower,

And, pausing, heard the cheerful note

Within the leafy bower.

O happy bird! O dainty flower!

How shall I e'er repay

The joy, that all unconsciously,

You brought to me that day?

I'll seek to carry in my heart

An echo of your song,

A note of cheer and sweet content,

To help the world along.

A breath of perfume still will cling,

A memory remain,

That in life's darkest hour will bring

Courage, and Hope again.