Peaches, plums and pears are there,
Glistening in glass;
Like faces in store windows,
They greet me as I pass.
I count the jars for mother,
And dad says, “What a sight!
You have preserved the sun for us!”
And I think he’s right.
by Ray Romine Friday, January 11, 1952
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Submissions / Sales
Media name: Jack & Jill
Date Submitted: 01/11/1952
Media name: Child Life
Date Submitted: 01/21/1952
Media name: Standard Publishing Co.
Date Submitted: 01/31/1952
Media name: Wee Wisdom
Date Submitted: 02/09/1952
Media name: Stories for Children
Date Submitted: 03/09/1952
Date Sold: 04/04/1952
Amount: 1.00