Poems (Linn)/Infants' Tears

by Edith Willis Linn

INFANTS' TEARS.

HOW little thought we give to infants' tears!
 We who above a heart-break rise sublime.
We smile upon them, soothing the small fears
 By touch of hand, by foolish nursery rhyme.

Almighty One, dost Thou in love look on
 With gentle smile while we Thy children weep?
Bend low Thy hand, dear Lord, to rest upon
 Thy child and soothe its sorrowing to sleep.