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Life Pictures.

One little look from mother,
Has caused the innocent child,
To go into spasmodic shame
Or a distillation of smiles.
Just one little word when spoken,
In a soft and gentle tone,
May send reviving spirits
Into a heart of stone.
Sometimes a soul that's frigid,
Though frozen up for years,
May, by an act of kindness
Be melted into tears.

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So we, whose lives are lighted
With all the world holds dear,
Should give to those less favored
A kindly word of cheer.
These little things we count for naught,
Hold all our greatest power,
The dewdrop on the thirsty bud
Opens the fragrant flower.