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...EPITAPH ON HIMSELF by MATTHEW PRIOR HISTORY OF A LIFE by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER SONNET: 109 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE COCK-CROW by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS ON THE PROJECTED KENDAL AND WINDERMERE RAILWAY by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH GHOST STARS by MADELEINE AARON |