G'bye, I'm Going Out To Play!

Would You Like To Hear The Night I Bravely Fought The- No? Alright

When I Am Gone What Will You Do? Who Will Write And Draw For You? Someone Smarter--someone New? Someone Better--maybe You!

The Little Boy And The Old Man Said The Little Boy, "sometimes I Drop My Spoon." Said The Old Man, "i Do That Too." The Little Boy Whispered, "i Wet My Pants." I Do That Too," Laughed The Little Old Man. Said The Little Boy, "i Often Cry." The Old Man Nodded, "so Do I." But Worst Of All," Said The Boy, "it Seems Grown-ups Don't Pay Attention To Me." And He Felt The Warmth Of A Wrinkled Old Hand. I Know What You Mean," Said The Little Old Man.

If The Track Is Tough And The Hill Is Rough, Thinking You Can Just Ain't Enough!

Although I Cannot See Your Face As You Flip These Poems Awhile, Somewhere From Some Far-off Place I Hear You Laughing--and I Smile.