Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, POLLIKINS, by CHARLES LOUIS HENRY WAGNER


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POLLIKINS, by                    
First Line: Dear little pollikins;--what a strange name
Last Line: As pollikins will be a man.
Subject(s): Babies; Mothers; Infants


Dear little Pollikins;—what a strange name
To give to a cherub so sweet,
We christened you Paul and there's someone to blame
In thinking it was incomplete;
You laugh and you crow, you smile and you cry,
Your arms and your feet ne'er are still,
There's mischief, I think, in each blue little eye,
And evidence, too, of a will.

You are not the first little treasure to come,
We've had several more, it is true,
But never you mind, we know you have some
Sweet charms which belong just to you;
Your dear little self has a place of its own
In our hearts quite as big as the rest,
For babies are kings and you now share the throne
Which Love has set up in our breast.

A tyrant you are and at times you demand
A servitude common to slaves,
Your wants are unknown, but we understand
All the things which a baby king craves;
The slightest of sounds from your powerful lungs
Impels us to jump to your side,
With kisses and hugs and with silvery tongues
We attempt to make you subside.

But 'tis seldom you frown, and seldom you weep,
The most of the time you're so dear
That often we've said we would just like to keep
This baby with us always here;
But that cannot be, for babies must grow,
That is part of the Infinite's plan,
And the time will soon come when the darling we know
As Pollikins will be a man.





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