James Whitcomb Riley. My Boy. Fuess and Stearns, comps. 1922. The Little Book of Society Verse

Fuess and Stearns, comps. The Little Book of Society Verse. 1922.

My Boy

By James Whitcomb Riley


YOU smile and you smoke your cigar, my boy;
You walk with a languid swing;
You tinkle and tune your guitar, my boy,
And lift up your voice and sing;
The midnight moon is a friend of yours,	5
And a serenade your joy—
And it’s only an age like mine that cures
A trouble like yours, my boy!