A Little Dream-Boy - A poem by William Allen White

A Little Dream-Boy.

LITTLE Boy Blue come blow your horn,
And wake up a little man lying forlorn,
Asleep where his life wanders out of the morn.

Little Boy Blue blow a merry, sweet note,
Over the pool where the white lilies float^___
Fill out the sails of a little toy boat.

Blow on my dream of a little boy there,-
Blow thro' his little bark-whistle, and snare
Your breath in a tangle of curly brown hair.

Blow and O blow from your fairy land far,
Blow while.my little boy wears a tin star,
And rides a stick-horse to a little boy's war.

Blow for the brave man my dream-boy would be,
Blow back his tears when he wakes up to see
His knight errant gone and instead^___only me.

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn,
Blow for a tittle boy lying forlorn,
Asleep where his life wanders out of the morn.

^__William Allen White.