M G Warrier (M-134) - From a poem by Alfred Henry Miles

I cannot do the big things
That I should like to do
To make the earth forever fair,
The sky forever blue

But I can do small things
That help to make it sweet
Tho' clouds arise and fill the skies
And tempests best.

I cannot stay the rain drops
That tumble from the skies
But can wipe the tears away
From the baby's pretty eyes.....

(From a poem by Alfred Henry Miles)