Tag Archive for: Wilbur D. Nesbit

AS CHILDREN DO.

AS CHILDREN DO. 409.9 Sometimes, when night is creeping down And all the world about is dim, And he must go to Sleepytown, You lie down at the side of him And whisper soothing little things In childish words, such as you frame To tell…

“ONE OF THE BOYS.”

ONE OF THE BOYS. 255.3 He is way beyond fifty, his hair's turning gray. But still he can laugh in the folliest way: He hasn't forgotten the fun in a jest: He tells the old stories with heartlest zest, He knows all the new ones; he likes lots…