MOLLY, DEAR

 

                                               

What a happy day in May

 

When little Molly Margaret

 

Came to us to stay,

 

Not trailing clouds of glory

 

But love to show the way.

 

 

Little Molly Margaret,

 

How trippingly of the tongue

 

Spring those words for this elfin girl

 

Whose time on earth has come.

 

 

I say her violet eyes

 

Are two of one of a kind,

 

And the smiles I give her now

 

She’ll one day repay in kind.

 

 

 

Molly, dear, born this day,

 

Putty wonder from my clay,

 

Teach me to know anew

 

The human heart at play.

 

(5/13/86)