By Betsey Clark
God made a world out of his dreams
Of majestic mountains, oceans and streams,
Prairies and plains, and wooded land,
Then paused and thought, "I need someone to stand
On top of the mountains, to conquer the seas,
Explore the plains, and climb the trees--
Someone to start out small and grow
Sturdy and strong like a tree." And so--
He created boys, full of spirit and fun,
To explore and conquer, to romp and run,
With dirty faces and bandaged shins,
With courageous hearts and boyish grins.
And when he completed the task He'd begun,
He surely said, "That's a job well done!"
Someone to start out small and grow
Sturdy and strong like a tree." And so--
He created boys, full of spirit and fun,
To explore and conquer, to romp and run,
With dirty faces and bandaged shins,
With courageous hearts and boyish grins.
And when he completed the task He'd begun,
He surely said, "That's a job well done!"
