A Baby's Feet
by Algernon Charles Swinburne
A baby's feet, like sea-shells pink,
Might tempt, should heaven see meet
An angel's lips to kiss, we think,
A baby's feet
Like rose-hued sea-flowers toward the heat
They stretch and spread and wink
Their ten soft buds that part and meet.
No flower-bells that expand and shrink
Gleam half so heavenly sweet,
As shine on life's untrodden brink
A baby's feet.
This is one of those sweet little poems that I wish I had written. It's been in my mind a lot this week. :D
Abby :D
3 comments:
How sweet
Thanks for sharing that poem with us! It's so cute, yet true. :)
Baby feet are the BEST.
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