Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A LITLE BUD, by T. H. DUNN


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A LITLE BUD, by                    
First Line: He came one day, in springtime gay
Last Line: Beneath the leaves there is no pain.
Subject(s): Babies; Death; Infants; Dead, The


He came one day, in springtime gay,
Three months before the month of May,
A bud so sweet, his little feet
And hands fresh from the molds of clay.

Then came a smile, 'twas but awhile
Like flowers in the month of June,
So fragrant, too, in morning's dew
When little buds begin to bloom.

As days went by and summer sky,
And breezes from the prairie came,
And babbling brooks and little nooks
Where flowers bloom out in the rain.

A double crown with curls around,
And little dimples on each cheek;
Like lilies, too, they are so few
Down by the creek, when winds are bleak,

The birds have left their little nests
In other climes their songs to sing,
Down on the ground the leaves abound
As sacrifices to their King.

Thus severed from the vine that grew,
When ground is white with snow and ice,
The flower no more blooms by the door,
And angels sing in Paradise.

O why should we be left alone?
Though tears may come and smiles may go,
There is no time to weep and pine,
For God doeth all things well, I know.

Just for to be and there to feel
That flower pressed to my lips again;
Then let us sing: death has no sting,
Beneath the leaves there is no pain.





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