Oh, he's so sweet,
The darling thing!
On his small feet
We kisses fling.
He plays, he crows,
Can laugh and sing,
And thinks he knows
'Most everything.
He goes to bed
So sweet at night;
You'll hear his tread
Soon as 'tis light.
He plays, you know.
The whole day through,
And he can blow
His trumpet new.
All places round,
No sweeter toy
Than this is found--
Our baby boy.
DAISY M. (aged 9.)
DAVENPORT, IOWA.
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