No Child

I HEARD in the night the pigeons
Stirring within their nest:
The wild pigeons' stir was tender,
Like a child's hand at the breast.

I cried 'O stir no more!
(My breast was touched with tears).
O pigeons, make no stir
A childless woman hears.'

by Padraic Colum

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