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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508931" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two Children</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508931" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Give me your hand, oh little one!<br> Like children be we two;<br>Yet I am old, my day is done<br> That barely breaks for you.<br>A baby-basket hard you hold,<br> With in it cherries four:<br>You cherish them as men do gold,<br> And count them o'er.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508931" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And then you stumble in your walk;<br> The cherries scattered lie.<br>You pick them up with foolish talk<br> And foolish glad am I,<br>When you wipe one quite clean of dust<br> And give it unto me;<br>So in the baby-basket just<br> Are three.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508931" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">All this is simple, I confess,<br> A moment piled with peace;<br>Yet loving men have died for less,<br> And will till time shall cease. . . .<br>A silken hand in crinkled one--<br> O Little Innocence!<br>O blessed moment in the son<br> E'er I go hence!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a></strong></div>

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