HIS MEMORY Besides my little sons imagination, Another thing he has appeals to me And agitates my envious admiration-- Its his accommodating memory. An instant after some unlucky stumble Has floored him and induced a howl of pain, Hes clean forgotten all about his tumble And violently sets out to romp again. But if, when I leave home, I say that maybe Ill get him something nice while Im away, Its very safe to bet that Mr. Baby Will not forget, though I be gone all day. Ah, would I might lose sight of things unpleasant: The bills I owe; the work I havent done. And only think of future joys and present, Like the approaching payday, and my son. (Ring Lardner)
Posted on: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 10:59:39 +0000