One night a tiny dewdrop fell <br /> Into the bosom of a rose,-- <br />"Dear little one, I love thee well, <br /> Be ever here thy sweet repose!" <br /> <br />Seeing the rose with love bedight, <br /> The envious sky frowned dark, and then <br />Sent forth a messenger of light <br /> And caught the dewdrop up again. <br /> <br />"Oh, give me back my heavenly child,-- <br /> My love!" the rose in anguish cried; <br />Alas! the sky triumphant smiled, <br /> And so the flower, heart-broken, died.<br /><br />Eugene Field<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-and-child/
