Poems (Hazlett-Bevis)/A Little Child

by Sophia Courtoulde Hazlett-Bevis

A Little Child.

Only a tiny hand-clasp,
 Only an accent mild,
Only a pattering footstep,
 But that of a little child.

Only blue eyes uplifted,
 Only a pleading filed,
Only a heart in yearning,
 And that of a little child.

Only a trust in keeping,
 Only to be beguiled,
Only glistening tear-drops—
 The blood of a little child.

Only a heart grown callous,
 Only a soul denied,
Only a saddened memory—
 A neglected little child.