Waking from tender sleep, <br />My neighbour's little child <br />Put out his baby hand to me, <br />Looked in my face, and smiled. <br /> <br />It seemed as if he came <br />Home from a happy land, <br />To tell me something that my heart <br />Would surely understand. <br /> <br />Somewhere, among bright dreams, <br />A child that once was mine <br />Had whispered wordless love to him, <br />And given him a sign. <br /> <br />Comfort of kindly speech, <br />And counsel of the wise, <br />Have helped me less than what I read <br />In those deep-smiling eyes. <br /> <br />Sleep sweetly, little friend, <br />And dream again of heaven: <br />With double love I kiss your hand,-- <br />Your message has been given.<br /><br />Henry Van Dyke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-message-2/
