A Baby By Madison Julius Cawein

A Baby

Why speak of Rajah rubies,
And roses of the South?
I know a sweeter crimson
A baby’s mouth.

Why speak of Sultan sapphires
And violet seas and skies?
I know a lovelier azure
A baby’s eyes.

Go seek the wide world over!
Search every land and mart!
You ‘ll never find a pearl like this
A baby’s heart.

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