BOYS
Glad and happy, and always at play,
Busy, at something the livelong day,
Ever good natured, with a bright smile,
Making the best of things all the while;
Climbing the tree, or jumping the fence,
Or springing upon you, you know not whence,
Playing at marbles, or any ball game,
Always in motion, ever the same;
Living out the last inch of his life,
When he's laughing, or at battle strife;
Working out history of man,—boy too;
Years of the old time, present days through.
No care nor worry enters his head,.
He sleeps soundly when he goes to bed;
Great resentment cannot live long where
Mind is healthy, with no room to spare.
Without a thought of what he has on,
Off to business or pleasure he's gone,—
Happy and free as birds of the air,
Full of the open, his health to share.
Busy, at something the livelong day,
Ever good natured, with a bright smile,
Making the best of things all the while;
Climbing the tree, or jumping the fence,
Or springing upon you, you know not whence,
Playing at marbles, or any ball game,
Always in motion, ever the same;
Living out the last inch of his life,
When he's laughing, or at battle strife;
Working out history of man,—boy too;
Years of the old time, present days through.
No care nor worry enters his head,.
He sleeps soundly when he goes to bed;
Great resentment cannot live long where
Mind is healthy, with no room to spare.
Without a thought of what he has on,
Off to business or pleasure he's gone,—
Happy and free as birds of the air,
Full of the open, his health to share.
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