Well, what’s the matter? there’s a face
What ! has it cut a vein?
And is it quite a shocking place?
Come, let us look again.
I see it bleeds, but never mind
That tiny little drop;
I don’t believe you’ll ever find
That crying makes it stop.
‘Tis sad indeed to cry at pain,
For any but a baby;
If that should chance to cut a vein,
We should not wonder, may be.
But such a man as you should try
To bear a little sorrow:
So run along, and wipe your eye,
‘Twill all be well to-morrow.
(Ann Taylor)
More Poetry from Ann Taylor:
Ann Taylor Poems based on Topics: Faces, Pain, Man, Sadness, Babies, Place, Curiosity- Careless Mathilda (Ann Taylor Poems)
- The Wooden Doll And The Wax Doll (Ann Taylor Poems)
- Frances Keeps Her Promise (Ann Taylor Poems)
- Meddlesome Matty (Ann Taylor Poems)
- Greedy Richard (Ann Taylor Poems)
- James And The Shoulder Of Mutton (Ann Taylor Poems)