THE TWO LITTLE BOYS.
The good little boy and the bad little boy Both live in the house with me. _ But it is quite strange—l can look and look. Yet only one boy I see Just one little boy with sparkling eyes And the funniest pudgy nose. All brimful of life from the top of his head To the tips of his ten stubby toes. And yet there are two of them, I am sure. For one is a bad little boy, And I am sorry he lives here To bother the good little boy; Yes; pester* and bother the good little bov Till he sometimes drives him away ; And the bad little boy is alone with me For the rest of the long, long day. And I ask him to go for the good little boy. And bring him again to me ; But I take him up and hold him close While I talk to him lovingly ; And while I am talking he sometimes laughs, But oftener far he cries — And I see that the good little boy is back As I look into the bad boy’s eyes. —Grace C. Crowell.
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New Zealand Tablet, 24 July 1919, Page 45
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192THE TWO LITTLE BOYS. New Zealand Tablet, 24 July 1919, Page 45
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