June 08, 2010

The Little Guy Who Follows Me

A careful man I ought to be,
For a little fellow follows me;
I do not dare to go astray
For fear he'll go the selfsame way.

I cannot once escape his eyes,
Whatever he sees me do, he tries;
Like me, he says, he's going to be,
The little chap who follows me.

He thinks that I am good and fine,
Believes in every word of mine,
The base in me he must not see,
The little guy who follows me.

I must remember as I go,
Through summer's fun and winter's snow,
I'm building in the years to be
The little man who follows me.

--Author Unknown
(with a couple edits)

Posted by rick at June 8, 2010 10:05 AM