Show him the bird in its daring flight To the cloud's brown edge. Teach him to know The flag that spreads to winds' wild night — Sweep of the rain, and whirl of the snow — Laugh with him, run with him, romp and leap, Give him his will of the noisy day — But, when you pause at the gate of sleep, Oh, pray for the boy-child — mother, pray! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CALLER HERRIN' by CAROLINA OLIPHANT NAIRNE DEATH AND THE LADY; THEIR BARGAIN TOLD AGAIN by LEONIE ADAMS PENULTIMATE PURITAN by HELEN L. BARNES AN OLD BURYING GROUND by ELFRIDA DE RENNE BARROW VOICES BY A RIVER by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |