Could anything in all God 's world
be sweeter than this pile of baby clothes!
Cream woolly shirts like golden fleece,
soft muslins edged with shells of lace,
pink sweaters with their bonnets round
to frame her face;
the finely woven blankets
so meant for cuddling,
and Grandma 's cashmere "double gown"
featherstitched with love.
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