To the distant Land of the Grown;
He had won his share of the fame and fight
In the struggle and toil of men;
And he sobbed and sighed in the breaking light,
“I want my dream again!”
As the years passed by the little boy grew
Till he came to the Land of the Grown;
And the dream of his early youth came true—
The dream that he thought had flown;
Yet once again he smiled in his sleep—