Classic Poem

H ERE'S a health unto the boy,
He's a jewel and a joy!
Bless his little footsy feet,
Aint he cute, and aint he sweet?

See him fold his tiny fists,
Creased and wrinkled at the wrists,
Hear him crow, and hear him coo,
Baby, here's a health to you!

Father's happy, Mother's glad,
Blessings on the little lad!
Eyes of dawn, and tears of dew,
Baby, here's a health to you!