Nature's Touch

In kindergarten classed
  Dislike they knew;
And as the years went past
  It grew and grew;
Until in maidenhood
  Each sought a mate,
Then venom in their mood
  Was almost hate.

The lure of love they learned
  And they were wed;
Yet when they met each turned
  Away a head;
Each went her waspish way
  With muted damns--
Until they met one day
  With baby prams.

Then lo! Away was swept
  The scorn of years;
Hands clasped they almost wept
  With gentle tears.
Forgetting hateful days,
  All mother mild,
Each took with tender praise
  The other's child.

And now they talk of milk,
  Of diapers and such;
Of baby bosoms silk
  And tender to the touch.
A gemlike girl and boy,--
  With hope unsaid,
Each thinks with mother joy:
  'May these two wed!'

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