GOD made the streams that gurgle down the purple mountain side; He made the gorgeous coloring with which the sunset's dyed. He made the hills and covered them with glory; and He made The sparkle on the dewdrops and the flecks of light and shade. Then, knowing all earth needed was a climax for her charms, He made a little woman with a baby in her arms. He made the arching rainbow that is thrown across the sky; He made the blessed flowers that nod and smile as we go by; He made the gladsome beauty as she bows with queenly grace; But, sweetest of them all, He made the love-light in the face That bends above a baby, warding off the world's alarms-- That dainty little woman with her baby in her arms. A soft pink wrap, embellished with a vine in silken thread; A filmy snow-white cap upon a downy little head; A dress, 'twould make the winter drift look dusty by its side; Two cheeks, with pure rose-petal tint, two blue eyes wonder-wide; And, bending o'er, that mother face embued with heaven's own charms-- God bless the little woman with her baby in her arms! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANNABEL LEE by EDGAR ALLAN POE SONGS OF LABOR: DEDICATION by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER EPIGRAM: 18. THE ENEMY OF LIFE by THOMAS WYATT AT THE LATTICE by ALFRED AUSTIN HIS RETIREMENT by PHILIP AYRES TO MY OLD COAT by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER |