WAKING from tender sleep, My neighbour's little child Put out his baby hand to me, Looked in my face, and smiled. It seems as if he came Home from a happy land, To bring a message to my heart And make me understand. Somewhere, among bright dreams, A child that once was mine Has whispered wordless love to him, And given him a sign. Comfort of kindly speech, And counsel of the wise, Have helped me less than what I read In those deep-smiling eyes. Sleep sweetly, little friend, And dream again of heaven: With double love I kiss your hand, -- Your message has been given. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE WHEEL OF BEING I by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE BALINESE WITCH DOCTOR by KAREN SWENSON FOR A' THAT AND A' THAT; SONG by ROBERT BURNS PRECIOUS WORDS by EMILY DICKINSON THE TEMPER (1) by GEORGE HERBERT THE LAND O' THE LEAL by CAROLINA OLIPHANT NAIRNE |