The pain and grief I try to hide <br />And all the rage I feel inside; <br />All the tears and hurt to bear <br />Sometimes I wonder why we're here; <br />Would this piteous life be worthwhile <br />Without the blessing of a baby's smile? <br /> Farm Boy As I stroll through the tall, green corn <br />The long leaves rustle and whisper <br />gentle thought yet unborn; <br />Should I linger silent <br />on the furrowed ground <br />Many scenes of nature's wonders <br />in my mind abound. <br />I close my eyes and listen as if in thrall <br />While all about sounds <br />the soft insistent call; <br />"Join us in our long and radiant day <br />As bees make music while <br />they wend their busy way." <br />I know temptation beneath a warming sun <br />To scorn my duty <br />and let this day be done; <br />Who can say what <br />marvelous thoughts I'll know <br />Beneath the softly whispering <br />corn stalks row on row.<br /><br />Charlie Spaulding<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-baby-s-smile/
