Poems (Piatt)/Volume 2/The One of Two
THE ONE OF TWO.
"Love him more," they said to me, "Since you need not love the other;He is sweet as sweet can be!" And—they took away his brother.
"Only give him back his place." Brown head nestling near and nearer,Little laughing two-years' face, You are dear—if he is dearer!
"Let him sleep? He cannot care? Love is only for the living?"—Still this breathing child's own share To the dead one I am giving.