Jesus loves you, so do we, Little children though we be. Little hearts that Mother-love In your bosom broods above; Little feet that you have led, In the paths of love to tread; Little ones whom you have taught, How the deeds of Christ were wrought; Little eyes that beamed with bliss, When dear Mother sent us this— Sweetest poem ever read.
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