O Little Boy Blue Poem by Peter S. Quinn

O little boy blue your road is full of dust,
What shall guide your way is your enduring light;
Stones on the way look like gold but turn to rust,
You walk in your youth but soon shall abide.
O little you know, of all deaths and world wars,
You thought life was fresh when you started your walk;
But wishes are only like the faraway stars,
Full of meaningless words and even more talk:

My innocent stands so firm and so fresh,
Of what I belief to be the inner most truth;
But for what I stand for I do not think of any less,
Of what is beyond me to comprehend because of my youth.
For the road is still so much unknown to me,
Just give me the chances to learn and to grow;
And maybe later on ahead I shall be able to see,
For all knowledge out there: is learning to know...

O little boy blue with youth and youngsters joys,
You shall become one day a man to lead the way;
But now you’re still just like an ordinary boy,
That walks through experience that comes every day.
You think not much of struggle and survive,
Each day is just a joy to find out new things;
Your manhood shall bring what is needed when it arrives,
But now in the nature you play out and sing...