F RANCIE, may thy childhood be A s a blossom-laden tree, S howing promise full and free. W ILLIE, be thy life a song, H oly, happy, sweet, and long, S welling through a world of wrong. A LFRED, be a fragrant flower, H ailing either sun or shower, S weetest in its fading hour. A LICE, in thy baby measure, E ver be thy parent's treasure, S howering golden love and pleasure. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BATTLEFIELD by EMILY DICKINSON LESSER EPISTLES: TO A YOUNG LADY WITH SOME LAMPREYS by JOHN GAY WRINKLES by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR LAMENT OF THE FRONTIER GUARD by LI PO NOBODY KNOWS BUT MOTHER by MARY MORRISON MOON AND VENUS by ABUL MUGHIRA THE FIRESIDE CHAIRS; HUSBAND TO WIFE by WILLIAM BARNES |