Little Boy Blue Poem by Eugene Field

Little Boy Blue

Rating: 3.4

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.

Nancy Jennifer Clayton 06 June 2012

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!

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Vivian Noble 18 October 2021

I also learned this poem in grade school and can still recite it. Did your school have a book of poems ta

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Vivian Noble 18 October 2021

I also learned this poem in grade school. DID your school have a little paperback

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Artemis Zarchae 26 January 2009

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.

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Barbara Davidson 07 April 2009

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!

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Chinedu Dike 13 February 2022

Beautiful rendition of words in verse with rhythmic splendour. A wonderful creation...

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Alan T Wright Wright 06 October 2021

Perhaps the saddest and most affecting poem ever written about the loss of a child. Anyone who would rate this classic poem poorly l pity.

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Angela kadoh kadingo 16 January 2021

Not helpful at all

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Jean MohinRamsey 04 July 2020

I remember this poem that I memorized in the fifth grade In St.Anns School in the Bronx. I am now 83 yrs old sand can still recite it verbatim and it still brings tears to my eyes..

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John R 20 April 2020

I've always loved this touching poem...

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Eugene Field

St Louis / Missouri / United States
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