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Edgar Guest - Little Marie
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I  REMEMBER the day that you came to me, 
Little Marie, 
The nurse brought you out so that I might 
see
Little Marie.
Oh, this heart o` mine leapt as I gazed at you 
And got my first peep at those eyes o` blue, 
And I kissed your cheek and I hugged you, too, 
Little Marie. 
I remember the very first word you spake,
Little Marie, 
The very first steps that you tried to take, 
Little Marie;
I remember the very first bump you got 
And you came to me and I kissed the spot; 
Of your bumps and bruises I`ve cured a lot, 
Little Marie.

The birds in the tree still sing your name,
Little Marie; 
The roses somehow aren`t quite the same, 
Little Marie;
And there isn`t a nook in the home or yard 
But what like my battered old heart you`ve scarred; 
And we miss you so, and it`s oh, so hard! 
Little Marie.

You smiled when I said I was losing you,
Little Marie; 
You said you`d come back in a year or two, 
Little Marie;
And your mother prays, and I say amen, 
That we`ll be grandpa and grandma then, 
And you will place in our arms again 
A little Marie.
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