Poems (Hazlett-Bevis)/A Little Child
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.