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Show SOLDIER BOY! By ANNE CAMPBELL SOLDIER Boy, are the days too long? Is the sun too bright on your narrow nar-row walls? Are you weary now of the robin's song, And the wind's soft voice as the evening falls? The lightest breath is too hard to bear When a little life Is so filled with care. Soldier Boy, you are ten years old. And your boyish soul has a cross to hold. Soldier Boy, it's a bitter fight, But your smile Is valiant for those who come Hoping to make your day more bright With a gift to add to your meager mea-ger sum. You have a daily bout with pain, And the years will drag till you run again, With Health's quicksilver in your feet, And a cry of joy for the friends you meet! Soldier Roy, I would gladly give My heart's firm beat and the strength of my hands, If it would mean your right to live, And scamper with joy on the summer sum-mer sands. ! Soldier Boy, it's an eagle's flight ' To the lovely land where there Is no night, And the wings of your spirit are firm and true, As onward and upward they carry you I Copyright. WNU Service. |