Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LONG PANTS, by DOUGLAS MALLOCH


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First Line: You never think about it much
Last Line: But, mother, now the son is here.
Subject(s): Growth


You never think about it much,
About the boy who's growing so,
Who proudly tells you he can touch
The attic ceiling where it's low;
Of course you've noticed he is tall
And handy now at doing things
He didn't used to do at all --
But something else the knowledge brings
That makes you realize at last
His boyhood days are nearly past.

He wants long pants. Straight home from school
He comes to you, his face alight;
The game of ball, the swimming-pool,
No magic have for him tonight;
A greater dream is in his mind,
A greater hope is in his heart --
And then, all suddenly, you find
Your boy from boyhood longs to part,
To follow life's eternal plan
And take the stature of a man.

Time like a quiet river runs
And bears us onward with its flow:
Our babes, our boys, and then our sons,
Are growing faster than we know.
We had forgotten: it had seemed
The last lamb always would be ours;
But now the boy the dream has dreamed
That comes to buds, and makes them flow'rs.
The babe was sweet, the boy was dear;
But, Mother, now the son is here.





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