God made a world out of His dreams,
of magic mountains, oceans and streams,
Prairies and plains and wooded land.
Then paused and thought I need
someone to stand, on top of
the mountains, to conquer the seas,
explore the plains and climb the trees.
Someone to start out small and grow,
sturdy and strong like a tree and so
He created boys, full of spirit and fun
To explore and conquer, to romp and run
With dirty faces, and banged up chins
With courageous hearts and boyish grins.
And when He had completed
the task He'd begun,
He surely said, "That's a job well done.
~Author Unknown~
What are little boys made of, made of?
Frogs and snails and puppy-dog tails;
That's what little boys are made of.
For My Little Boys...
Tyler, Justin, Walker, Bryce, Jacob and Trevor
3-28-00/jr
Midi: Mama Don'Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys
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