Little Women by Louisa May Alcott
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Young Adult (18-35)Accents
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the June roses over the porch were awake, bright and early on that morning, rejoicing with all their hearts in the cloud of sunshine like friendly little neighbors as they were quite flushed with excitement, where they're ready faces as they swung in the wind, whispering to one another what they had seen for. Some peeped in at the dining room windows where the feast was spread. Some climbed up to nod and smile of the sisters as they dressed the bride. Others waved a welcome to those who came and went on various errands in Garden Porch in Hall and all from the rosiest full blown flower to the pay list. Baby Bud offered their tribute of beauty and fragrance to the gentle mistress who had loved intended them so long. Meg looked very like a rose herself, for all that was best and sweetest, and heart and soul seemed to bloom into her face that day, making it fair and tender with a charm or beautiful than beauty. Neither silk lace nor orange flowers would she have. I don't wanna look strange or fixed up today, she said. I don't want a fashionable wedding, but only those about me whom I love, and to them I wish to look and be my familiar self. So she made her wedding gown herself, sewing into it the tender hopes and innocents romances of a girlish heart. Her sister's braided up her pretty hair, and the only ornaments she wore were the lilies of the Valley, which her John liked best of all the flowers that grew, you do look just like our own dear Meg Onley, so very sweet and lovely that I should hug you if it wouldn't crumple your dress, cried Amy, surveying her with delight. When all was done, then I am satisfied, But please hug and kiss me everyone. And don't mind my dress. I want a great many crumbles of this sort put into it today, and Meg opened up her arms to her sisters, who clung about her with April faces for a minute, feeling that the new love had not changed. The old