'Little kids,' you call us
   As we are at play.
   You were little children
   Just the other day.

   Now to-morrow nears us,
   Soon we too shall stand
   Men and women rulers
   Of the sea and land.

   'Little kids' at play time:
   But at home or school
   Think about our future,
   Make us fit to rule.

   Guide us wisely onward--
   Teach us what is true.
   Though we are but kiddies
   We are watching you!

   Give us good examples!
   While we are at play,
   Often we are aping
   What you do and say.

Poems of affection. By Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
London: Gay & Hancock, 1920.

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