Poem by Edith Matilda Thomas

A Vain Regret

He was six years old, just six that day,
And I saw he had something important to say,
As he held in his hand a broken toy:
He looked in my face for an instant, and then
He said, with a sigh, and a downcast eye,
"If I could live my life over again,
I think I could be a better boy!"

1. The Blessed Present
2. A Question of Spelling
3. “I Ought to Mustn't”
4. For Every Day
5. Her Christmas Present

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