Little Boy

Little boy, little boy, whatever have you on,

The hat and the coat of your big brother John?

“May I take your glasses?” Certainly you can;

You look for all the world like a little old man.

Little boy, little boy, pray don’t hurry on your way,

Be a boy, be a boy, just as long as you can stay;

For when you are grown you will think, “O, what a joy

Just to be like I used to, just a happy little boy.”

c. Oct. 23, 1907