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Eugene Field

(2 September 1850 - 4 November 1895 / St Louis / Missouri / United States)

Little Boy Blue


The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new
And the soldier was passing fair,
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.

"Now, don't you go till I come," he said,
"And don't you make any noise!"
So toddling off to his trundle-bed
He dreamed of the pretty toys.
And as he was dreaming, an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue,--
Oh, the years are many, the years are long,
But the little toy friends are true.

Ay, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
Each in the same old place,
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
The smile of a little face.
And they wonder, as waiting these long years through,
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue
Since he kissed them and put them there.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • Veteran Poet - 4,498 Points Kim Barney (12/13/2014 7:08:00 PM)

    Dawn Fuzan,
    You are talking to someone who died in 1895!
    I have loved this poem since I first heard it as a kid many, many years ago. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nancy Jennifer Clayton (6/6/2012 9:41:00 PM)

    I also learned this poem about 55 years ago-in the fifth grade and for whatever reason I can still recite it by heart today-beautiful but sad poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Eddy K (11/2/2011 7:47:00 PM)

    My father taught me to recite this poem about 50 years ago and I recited it in one of my jr high classes. For some reason I was reminded of it today but I could not remember all of it. I found it here and am very happy with the wonderful memories of father and all the poems he would recite to me. Great poem and great memories. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Graham Houiellebecq (12/11/2010 8:10:00 AM)

    I first read this poem about 10 years ago and it moved me to tears.It is the only poem that I know by heart.It is so sad that when I recite it to my grandchildren I still get a lump in my throat. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Barbara Davidson (4/7/2009 2:09:00 AM)

    I LOVE this poem! My PaPa used to recite it to me all the time (he knew it all by heart) . I can hear him recite it to me now! I'm so glad I found it! I'm going to be a grandma in september and I can recite it to my grandchild! I LOVE this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Artemis Zarchae (1/26/2009 3:28:00 PM)

    Sad. Very sad. A little innocent boy should not die so suddenly in his sleep, to be takena away from his mther, his father, those that care about him and that he cares about. (Report) Reply

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