To an unknown child

I saw you, little boy with the yellow curls
And the tottering walk,
With fingers set like flower-petals on your round palms
And a dimple in each rosy cheek –
The sun shone from your eyes.

For you, all things are to touch, and explore:
You have so much to learn …
So many prisms through which must pass
Your ray of light
To shine on the screen of life at last.

by Damaris West

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