POEMS OF JAMES RYDER RANDALL
LOST AND SAVED
When thou wert born into the world,
My darling little child,
A robin came a second time
And piped its “wood-notes wild.”
When thou wert laid away to rest,
Beneath the churchyard clay,
A robin came a second time
To sing a mournful lay.
Did the bird come to solace me
With message from the skies,
When thou wert welcomed to the earth
And then to Paradise?
Was it thy guardian spirit, love,
That met me, first and last,
Across the sparkling bridge that spans
The Future and the Past?
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