Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY LITTLE SON, by JULIA JOHNSON DAVIS First Line: In your face I sometimes see Last Line: The child you once were in your face? Subject(s): Children; Childhood | ||||||||
In your face I sometimes see Shadowings of the man to be, And eager, dream of what my son Will be in twenty years and one. But when you are to manhood grown, And all your manhood ways are known, Then shall I, wistful, try to trace The child you once were in your face? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE |
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