Mother And Child Poem by Eugene Field

Mother And Child

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One night a tiny dewdrop fell
Into the bosom of a rose,--
"Dear little one, I love thee well,
Be ever here thy sweet repose!"

Seeing the rose with love bedight,
The envious sky frowned dark, and then
Sent forth a messenger of light
And caught the dewdrop up again.

"Oh, give me back my heavenly child,--
My love!" the rose in anguish cried;
Alas! the sky triumphant smiled,
And so the flower, heart-broken, died.

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Raj Swami 12 June 2018

Wow it's awesome poem

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Eugene Field

Eugene Field

St Louis / Missouri / United States
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