Salt Lake Telegram | 1943-01-05 | Page 6 | Just Folks

Just Folks t By Edgar A. A G Guest Goes eat SWIFT GROWTH They had baa a a little boy but he Has lately grown and gone to tosea tosea tosea sea And stands beside a wide- wide mouthed gun A man in battle with the Hun But yesterday he romped about A little chap whose legs were stout Now somewhere far far and and none will say say- He stands on duty night and day S The gentle folks who live next door Will WUl have a little boy no more For he who once to kiss them ran ranIs ranIs ranIs Is somewhere fighting as a man And when he comes to them again He will be wise as all the men And will have hate stirring tales to to tellOf tell tellOf tellOf Of boys who lived and boys who felL Copyright 1912 Edgar A. A Guest I i jj