Poem: “The Boy That Was” by Edgar A. Guest

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The Boy That Was

  When the hair about the temples starts to show
    the signs of gray,
  And a fellow realizes that he’s wandering far
    away
  From the pleasures of his boyhood and his
    youth, and never more
  Will know the joy of laughter as he did in days
    of yore,
  Oh, it’s then he starts to thinking of a stubby
    little lad
  With a face as brown as berries and a soul
    supremely glad.

  When a gray-haired dreamer wanders down the
    lanes of memory
  And forgets the living present for the time of
    “used-to-be,”
  He takes off his shoes and stockings, and he
    throws his coat away,
  And he’s free from all restrictions, save the rules
    of manly play.
  He may be in richest garments, but bareheaded
    in the sun
  He forgets his proud successes and the riches
    he has won.

  Oh, there’s not a man alive but that would give
    his all to be
  The stubby little fellow that in dreamland he
    can see,
  And the splendors that surround him and the
    joys about him spread
  Only seem to rise to taunt him with the boyhood
    that has fled.
  When the hair about the temples starts to show
    Time’s silver stain,
  Then the richest man that’s living yearns to be
    a boy again.

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