Two newsboys stood where warehouse shade
Fell on the sidewalk chill and dun,
And left the long and splendid street
One half in shadow, half in sun ;
They saw the belt of color wide,
Then hied them to the sunny side.
Ah ! what a change ! They left behind
The chill of winter, dark and raw,
And stood a moment after where
The air is thrilling with a thaw ;
They glance where shadows chill abide ;
Then laugh upon the sunny side.
And soon adown the sounding street,
Their voices sounding like a gong,
They dart along with flying feet
And shout the welcome newsboy song ;
But thro' the city far and wide
They always keep the sunny side.
Robert Kirkland Kernighan