The faces once we thought so fair;
For beautiful as they might be
To gaze upon them here and there,
And stare and glare
With eyes so hazy,
Will drive us crazy.
Because it is ourselves that we
Are sick of seeing everywhere.”
Kitty turned to Love.
“Won’t it be soon Christmas Day?” she asked, for her little heart was full of pity, and she longed for all those children to receive the kiss of forgiveness.