Poems (Curwen)/Child Angels
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CHILD ANGELS.
Here are the winsome faces
Of the little cherub band,
Who have gone with their infant graces
To dwell in the Better Land.
Of the little cherub band,
Who have gone with their infant graces
To dwell in the Better Land.
Dear little fragile flowers,
Whom the Father in His Love
Called from this cold earth of ours
To bloom in His house above.
Whom the Father in His Love
Called from this cold earth of ours
To bloom in His house above.