They won't frown always - some sweet Day When I forget to tease - They'll recollect how cold I looked And how I just said "Please." Then They will hasten to the Door To call the little Girl Who cannot thank Them for the Ice That filled the lisping full | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST RAFT by JOSEPH V. ADAMS THE MAID'S TRAGEDY by FRANCIS BEAUMONT IN MEMORIAM A.M.W.; SEPTEMBER, 1910 (FOR A SOLEMN MUSIC) by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |