# The Voice of the Grass

- Source: McGuffey's Fourth Reader (fourth-reader.gutenberg.org), Public domain, William Holmes McGuffey, 1879, via Project Gutenberg
- Reading level: Grade 5
- Subjects: Poems, Nature
- Topics: creeping, everywhere, come, glad, merry, narrow
- Length: 192 words, about 1 min
- By: Sarah Roberts
- Original: <https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/14880>
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Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;  
By the dusty roadside,  
On the sunny hillside,  
Close by the noisy brook,  
In every shady nook,  
I come creeping, creeping, everywhere.

Here I come, creeping, creeping everywhere;  
All round the open door,  
Where sit the aged poor,  
Here where the children play,  
In the bright and merry May,  
I come creeping, creeping, everywhere.

Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;  
You can not see me coming,  
Nor hear my low, sweet humming,  
For in the starry night,  
And the glad morning light,  
I come, quietly creeping, everywhere.

Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;  
More welcome than the flowers,  
In summer's pleasant hours;  
The gentle cow is glad,  
And the merry birds not sad,  
To see me creeping, creeping, everywhere.

Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;  
When you're numbered with the dead,  
In your still and narrow bed,  
In the happy spring I'll come,  
And deck your narrow home,  
Creeping, silently creeping, everywhere.

Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;  
My humble song of praise,  
Most gratefully I raise,  
To Him at whose command  
I beautify the land,  
Creeping, silently creeping, everywhere.

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