Quee, Quee!

    "Quee, quee!
    Wait and see:
    You were good to me;
    So here I come,
    From my little home,
    To help you willingly,"

Louisa May Alcott

Louisa May Alcott was an American novelist and poet best known as the author of the novel 'Little Women' and its sequels 'Little Men' and 'Jo's Boys.' Born in Germantown, Pennsylvania, she grew up in Massachusetts. She was an abolitionist and a feminist and was active in both the Transcendentalist and suffragist movements. Alcott began writing to support her family and went on to publish numerous works that have had a lasting impact on American literature.

Louisa May Alcott

Gingerbread

Louisa May Alcott, Simple Poetry

Sweet, Sweet Days Are Passing

Louisa May Alcott, Simple Poetry

Here's A Nut

Louisa May Alcott, Simple Poetry

Here Is The Bracelet

Louisa May Alcott, Simple Poetry

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