Salt Lake Telegram | 1946-12-27 | Page 8 | Just Folks

JUST FOLKS y Hear I THE MILK PROBLEM Well, I suppose 'twas so with me. Long years ago when I was I small, At table mother's constant plea ras: "Son, your milk. Come, drink It all." At mealtimes It was so with us, fie coaxing constantly went on. "Come, drink your milk without I a fuss! No pie until your milk is J gone." The two of them would sit and I stare In childhood's curious, pensive I way, s As If no glass of milk were I there; As If no further word we'd y. The mother sighed, and won-I won-I dered then Were other parents troubled I " By saying time and time again: 'Come, drink your milk be-I be-I fore you go." Now, two grandchildren sit and J rase: And when with them a meal I I share, X live again the happier days, When ours were small . . . and Ishe was there. In the old familiar way I hear repeated, soft and low, What she so often used to say: "Come, drink your milk before you go."