Ogden Standard-Examiner | 1920-11-08 | Page 5 | Just Folks

oo JUST FOLKS By Edgar A. 0et THi: L U OHING BOY. Just laughing all the time It seems, Through the day and in sour dreams. Everything you hear or soo Somehow- fills you full o' glee; And your old dad watchln' by, Who has often had to sigh Can't help sotly chucklln' too Since the world's so gay to you. When a boy is eight years old, Winter's not so very cold. Time was. Oh, so long ago, I was glad to see the snow. Dull the day or bright the sun I I could always have my fun. And full many a youthful day Just like you, I laughed away. Nothing seems to fret you mucn, Light today is trouble s touch, Rain or shine, it's all the same i You can a 1 way a have a game; . Sorrows lightly pass you by. Yon still laugh when we must High; Vhen you're eight years old, I gutae, Everything spells happiness. Watchln' vou. so full o' fun And forever on the run. Your old dad vho's come to cari And the bUt'di n.- he must bear. Can't help vvlyMn' that the v irt-V?ffl irt-V?ffl be slow o bring yon tears Acd he pravs Ibal all the while. You will keep jour merry smiir. rep the twinkle in your eyes Fvcn when vou ic worldly w U. , : K- the love of all things good , E en under sorrow's hood, C:ov to manhood as you mUUt, Rut In men rotaln your trust, : A id though bi.i Jens on you rnlu, Si rive som'Jiov. to keep your sm'IC