He came to my desk with a quivering lip,
the lesson was done.
“Have you a new sheet for me dear teacher? “ he said;
“I’ve spoiled this one.”
I took his sheet all stained and blotted,
Gave him a new one all unspotted.
And into his sad eyes I cried,
“Do better now my child”.
I went to the Throne with a trembling heart, the day was done.
“Have you a new day for me master?” , I said;
“I’ve spoiled this one.”
He took my day all stained and blotted, gave me a new one all unspotted.
And into my tired heart he smiled,
“Do better now, my child.”
- - Kathleen Wheeler
