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)