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"Two little friendless children" | 12-Feb-05

I have been looking for the words to the poem 'Two little friendless children' for years. My grandmother used to tell it to me and all my cousins when we were little. Since she died we have tried to find the poem so we can pass it on to our own children but with no luck. Please help!

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A short search on the internet drove me to this...
(from google cache)

" Two little friendless children, comrades for more than a year. One sold flow'rs on a doorstep, one swept a crossing near; He was a curly-headed laddie, brimful of laughter and fun; She was a staid little lassie, her hair kissed gold by the sun; And wen the lights of the city told than the night had come, She would tell him a wonderful story she had heard of a kingdom called HOME."
Unfortunately the author's name was not mentionned.
I hope this helps..
Olivier.
Olivier Cleynen

Thank you to Olivier! At least I know the poem exists somewhere! It's a shame the author's name wasn't mentioned as I'm sure this would make it easier to track down!
Amanda Jarvis

I too am looking for this--and how strange to see my sister's name on the bottom of this info!!! That's as far as I have got with the search too. Help anyone please.
Tracy Bowden

Hi sorry can't offer any info - but i was really pleased to find your entry - my grandma used to tell me the poem as well and i could only remember snippetts and have been unable to trace it fully. i thought it was called the kingdom called home - if i find it ill let you know

Chris
christine roberts

my mother used to sing this circa 1960 when i was 5 or 6 and would have me sobbing before the 2nd verse

two little friendless children comrades for more than a year
she sold flowers on a doorstep he swept a crossing near

and when the lights of the city
had told them the night had begun

she would tell him the beautiful story the story of the kingdom called home
she would tell him the beautiful story the story of the kingdom called home

one night as the snow was falling he came for the old sweet tale
but her dear little hand it was frozen and her dear little face it was pale

for when the lights of the city had told him the night had begun
she had gone to the beautiful kingdom she had gone to the kingdom called home
she had gone to the beautiful kingdom she had gone to the kingdom called home

hope this was what u were after
mark silver


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