HSSH! look at ba-bee on de leetle blue chair, W'at you t'ink he's tryin' to do? Wit' pole on de han' lak de lumberman, A-shovin' along canoe. Dere's purty strong current behin' de stove, W'ere it's passin' de chimley-stone, But he'll come roun' yet, if he don't upset, So long he was lef' alone. Dat's way ev'ry boy on de house begin No sooner he's twelve mont' ole; He'll play canoe up an' down de Soo An' paddle an' push de pole, Den haul de log all about de place, Till dey're fillin' up mos' de room, An' say it's all right, for de storm las' night Was carry away de boom. Mebbe you see heem, de young loon bird, Wit' half of de shell hangin' on, Tak' hees firse slide to de water side, An' off on de lake he's gone. Out of de cradle dey're goin' sam' way On reever an' lake an' sea; For born to de trade, dat's how dey're made, De familee Laramie. An' de reever she's lyin' so handy dere On foot of de hill below, Dancin' along an' singin' de song As away to de sea she go, No wonder I never can lak dat song, For soon it is comin' w'en Dey'll lissen de call, leetle Pierre an' Paul, An' w'ere will de moder be den? She'll sit by de shore w'en de evenin's come, An' spik to de reever too: "O reever, you know how dey love you so, Since ever dey're seein' you, For sake of dat love bring de leetle boy home Once more to de moder's knee." An' mebbe de prayer I be makin' dere Will help bring dem back to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY TO A PRESIDENT by WALT WHITMAN COMPANIONSHIP AT NIGHT by AGNES STEWART BECK ON THE LOSS OF PROFESSOR FISHER by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD MY CHASTE MISTRESS by GOTTFRIED AUGUST BURGER THE TRANSFIGURER by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE SMILES by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |