<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391777" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Little Child Shall Lead Them</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only a little scrap of blue <br>Preserved with loving care, <br>But earth has not a brilliant hue <br>To me more bright and fair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strong drink, like a raging demon, <br>Laid on my heart his hand, <br>When my darling joined with others <br>The Loyal Legion band. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But mystic angels called away <br>My loved and precious child, <br>And o'er life's dark and stormy way <br>Swept waves of anguish wild. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This badge of the Loyal Legion <br>We placed upon her breast, <br>As she lay in her little coffin <br>Taking her last sweet rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To wear that badge as a token <br>She earnestly did crave, <br>So we laid it on her bosom <br>To wear it in the grave. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where sorrow would never reach her <br>Nor harsh words smite her ear; <br>Nor her eyes in death dimmed slumber <br>Would ever shed a tear. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;What means this badge?&quot; said her father, <br>Whom we had tried to save; <br>Who said, when we told her story, <br>&quot;Don't put it in the grave.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We took the badge from her bosom <br>And laid it on a chair; <br>And men by drink deluded <br>Knelt by that badge in prayer. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And vowed in that hour of sorrow <br>From drink they would abstain; <br>And this little badge became the wedge <br>Which broke their galling chain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And lifted the gloomy shadows <br>That overspread my life, <br>And flooding my home with gladness, <br>Made me a happy wife. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And this is why this scrap of blue <br>Is precious in my sight; <br>It changed my sad and gloomy home <br>From darkness into light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frances+Ellen+Watkins+Harper">Frances Ellen Watkins Harper</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391777" data-title="A Little Child Shall Lead Them de Frances Ellen Watkins Harper" data-description="Only a little scrap of blue Preserved with loving care, But earth has not a brilliant hue To me more bright and fair. Strong drink, like a raging demon, Laid on my heart his hand, When my darling joined with others The Loyal Legion band. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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