I thank you, God, that I have known
A child's moist hand within my own,
And that my ears have heard the ring
Of tuneless songs that children sing.
I thank you for the warm delight
Of children's nearness in the night,
And for the unimagined bliss
Of healing heartbreak with a kiss.
GOLDIE CAPERS SMITH.
A child's moist hand within my own,
And that my ears have heard the ring
Of tuneless songs that children sing.
I thank you for the warm delight
Of children's nearness in the night,
And for the unimagined bliss
Of healing heartbreak with a kiss.
GOLDIE CAPERS SMITH.
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