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No. 12. Scatter Seeds of Kindness.
"God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labour of love."—Hebrews vi. io.
If we knew the baby fingers,
Pressed against the window pane,
Would be cold and stiff to-morrow—
Never trouble us again—
Would the bright eyes of our darling
Catch the frown upon our brow ?
Would the prints of rosy fingers
Vex us then as thev do now ?
Ah ! those little ice-cold fingers,
How they point our memories back
To the hasty words and actions
Strewn along our backward track!
How those little hands remind us,
As in snowy grace they lie,
Not to scatter thorns—but roses—
For our reaping by and by !