OCTOBER FOURTH
Windows of mansions in the skies
Must glow with infant faces,
Or somewhere else in Paradise,
The lovely laughter of their eyes
Lights up all heavenly places.
Lucy Larcom
OCTOBER FIFTH
That pitcher of mignonette
Is a garden in heaven set
To the little sick child in the basement.
Henry Cuyler Bunner
OCTOBER SIXTH
When at morn I first awake,
My mother's face I see,
Smiling and all alight with love
And bending over me.
Mary Stanhope
OCTOBER SEVENTH
We need love's tender lessons taught
As only weakness can;
God hath his small interpreters:
The child must teach the man.
Whittier
OCTOBER EIGHTH
Then, while thy babes around thee cling,
Shalt show us how divine a thing
A woman may be made.
Wordsworth