Hard to still my thrill <br />So fast returns my babyhood feelings <br />As all heaven condenses in the feel <br />Of my baby's warm little hands in mine <br /> <br />Whose thoughts compared, all <br />Other thoughts are nought and <br />Despite a mere moment, the measure <br />Of such moments century fulfils.<br /><br />yoonoos peerbocus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cradle-thrill/
