Pray, have you heard the news?
Sturdy in lungs and thews,
There's a fine baby!
Ring bells of crystal lip,
Wave boughs with blossoming tip;
Think what he may be!
Love cannot love enough,
Winter is never rough
All round such sweetness;
One of a million more
Sent to the glad heart's door
In their completeness!
Such news is never old,
Though in each ear't is told,
As a first birthday.
Welcome, thou ray of light!
In golden prayers bedight,
Sail down thy mirth-way!
The Baby
Rose Hawthorne Lathrop
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Poem topics: I love you, baby, heart, light, winter, birthday, pray, door, glad, golden, crystal, never, I miss you, love, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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