The Gentle Milk Jug blue and white
I love with all my soul,
She pours herself with all her might
To fill my breakfast bowl.
All day she sits upon the shelf,
She does not jump or climb--
She only waits to pour herself
When 'tis my supper-time.
And when the Jug is empty quite,
I shall not mew in vain,
The Friendly Cow, all red and white,
Will fill her up again.
The Milk Jug
Oliver Herford
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Poem topics: red, time, soul, gentle, blue, milk, jump, Valentine's Day, love, I love you, white, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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