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The poem is often attributed to anonymous or incorrect sources, such as the Hopi and Navajo tribes. [1]: 423 The most notable claimant was Mary Elizabeth Frye (1905–2004), who often handed out xeroxed copies of the poem with her name attached. She was first wrongly cited as the author of the poem in 1983. [4]
"The Little Smuggler" (Polish: Mały szmugler) is a famous poem by the Polish poet Henryka Łazowertówna (1909–1942). Written in the Warsaw Ghetto during the Holocaust, it tells the story of a small child who supports his starving family by — illegally, under Nazi dispensation — bringing over food supplies from the "Aryan side", thereby allowing for his family's survival while at the ...
"Little Girl, Don't Cry" is a song written by Lucky Millinder and Doris Davis. Millinder and his orchestra recorded the song with a vocal by Big John Greer . That record was released in 1949 on the RCA Victor label (catalog no. 20-3351-B). [ 1 ]
The emotional trauma of miscarriage is often overlooked when it comes to hopeful fathers, and writer Frederick Joseph wants to change that.
During an appearance on ‘The View,’ the 77-year-old actress talked through her storied career and most iconic roles
Little Boy Blue by Eugene Field "Little Boy Blue" is a poem by Eugene Field about the death of a child, a sentimental but beloved theme in 19th-century poetry. Contrary to popular belief, the poem is not about the death of Field's son, who died several years after its publication.
"The Little Girl Lost" is a 1794 poem published by William Blake in his collection Songs of Innocence and of Experience. According to scholar, Grevel Lindop, this poem represents Blake's pattern of the transition between "the spontaneous, imaginative Innocence of childhood" to the "complex and mature (but also more dangerous) adult state of ...
I met a little girl in Knoxville, a town we all know well And every Sunday evening, out in her home, I'd dwell We went to take an evening walk about a mile from town I picked a stick up off the ground and knocked that fair girl down She fell down on her bended knees, for mercy she did cry "Oh Willy dear, don't kill me here, I'm unprepared to die"