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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GLIMPSES OF CHILDHOOD: 2. IN THE CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography
First Line: May be it was her littleness, may be
Last Line: And cherished her; her tears became my tears.
Subject(s): Children; Hearts; Noon; Tears; Childhood
First Line: May be it was her littleness, may be
Last Line: And cherished her; her tears became my tears.
Subject(s): Children; Hearts; Noon; Tears; Childhood
MAY be it was her littleness, may be
Because she looked so frail and so forlorn,
But when, in that sad place, they showed to me
The shy, small stranger and I knew the morn
Must pass to noon, and noon give place to night,
Bringing no promise of a better day,
And she so slight, so hungry for the sight
Of aught to drive her misery away:
Then with a sacred pity my heart bled,
And seemed rebuked for all its easy years;
Down on that little hand I bowed my head
And cherished her; her tears became my tears.
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