Oh, Boy!
He's an imp and an angel, a dreamer, a tease An explorer of meadows, and a climber of trees.
A runner of errands, and doer of chores. Who tears his best trousers, and tracks up your floors. He's a solemn young man with some mud on his feet, And a daredevil riding his bike down the street. A bundle of questions, who wants to know "why", The world goes around and the stars fill the sky.
But adventurous, timid, excited or quiet, There's nothing so new that he won't care to try it. And just when your temper and patience wear thin, He'll look up at you with an innocent grin. And your heart melts again with your real pride and joy, In that mischievous, wonderful treasure--- your boy!!
Take the time to hold his hand and build castles in the sand
Take the time to share his dreams and travel through rocky streams Take the time to hold him near and tell him he has nothing to fear
Take the time every chance you can before your little boy's a man. Little boys come in all shapes and sizes, Shy and adventurous, full of surprises, With misshapen halos and mischievous grins, Small dirty faces, and sweet, sticky chins.
They'll keep you so busy, and yet all the while Nothing can brighten the world like their smile. And no greater treasure has brought homes more joy Than a curious, active, and lovable boy!
*All poetry in this post is anonymous and from an online source.
Reader Comments (2)
Your pictures are, of course, wonderful and they fit the poem beautifully.
Are you going to be on vacation forever??
We are about to get back to the real world...it's always such a hard transition. I haven't had to go to the grocery store for over two weeks!