The gayest laddie of all the group;
He paused beside her and whispered low,
“I’ll help you across if you wish to go.”
Her aged hand on his strong young arm
She placed, and so, without hurt or harm,
He guided the trembling feet along,
Proud that his own were firm and strong.
Then back to his friends again he went,
His young heart happy and well content.
“She’s somebody’s mother, boys, you know,