by Shirley Mitton
There are little eyes upon you,
And they’re watching night and day;
There are little ears that quickly take in
Every word you say.
There are little hands all eager
To do every thing you do,
And a little boy who’s dreaming
Of the day he’ll be like you.
You’re the little fellow’s idol.
You’re the wisest of the wise;
In his little mind about you
No suspicions ever rise.
There’s a wide-eyed little fellow
Who believes you’re always right;
And his ears are always open
As he watches day and night.
You are setting an example
Every day in all you do
For a little boy who’s waiting
To grow up to be like you.