Poems (Storrie)/A Solved Problem
A Solved Problem.
We wove our hearts together with a string Of flowers, and wondered that so slight a thing Had power to bind, but when the flowers were dead, The lovely hues on leaf and petal fled, And we essayed to break a tie so vain Alas! we found it had become a chain Of cruel links, that did but wound and bruise The hands that strove to break their iron thews. Then wonderful! incredible! there came A tiny fragile hand and lit a flame Whose warmth transfused by some magician's power Each cruel link once more into a flower And thankful hearts looked up to God, and smiled That love came to them as a little child.