A Reed by the River/One, Named Mary

by Virginia Woodward Cloud

ONE, NAMED MARY

The children played in a garden,
In the garden the little ones played,
But one, named Mary, wandered apart
Into the silent shade.
One, named Mary, a little child,
Alone in the shadow strayed.

And they called to her with laughter;
"Of what art thou afraid?"
But she wept, and weeping lingered,
Yet knew not why she stayed,—
One, named Mary, a little child
Under a thorn-tree's shade.