Those who deem it a sin to
print obituary verse will forgive us for reproducing from the Salem
Pioneer-Register this gem in memory of a little child.
Only
a baby's grave
A
foot or two at the most
Of
tear-dewed sod;
But
a loving God
Knows
what the little grave cost.
Only a
baby's life,
Brief as a
perfumed kiss,
So
fleet it goes;
But
our Father knows
We are
nearer to Him for this.
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