Poems (Hoffman)/Baby Brother
BABY BROTHER
My little brother sits upon my knee,
His clear, blue eyes gaze calmly into mine,
But underneath their sweet tranquillity
A depth of baby mischief I define.
His clear, blue eyes gaze calmly into mine,
But underneath their sweet tranquillity
A depth of baby mischief I define.
Dear little man, thy journey just begun,
Before thee lies Life's pathway, long and wide,
Often through shadows, sometimes in the sun,
With thorns and roses strewn on either side.
Before thee lies Life's pathway, long and wide,
Often through shadows, sometimes in the sun,
With thorns and roses strewn on either side.
My little brother, let the world go wrong,
Let Beauty trail her garments in the dust,
Lost be the music in Life's changing song,
But let me never lose thy love and trust.
Let Beauty trail her garments in the dust,
Lost be the music in Life's changing song,
But let me never lose thy love and trust.