HE was six years old, just six that day,
And I saw he had something important to say
As he held in his hand a broken toy.
He looked in my face for an instant, and then
He said, with a sigh, and a downcast eye,
If I could live my life over again,
I think I could be a better boy!
A Little Boys Vain Regret
written byEdith Matilda Thomas
© Edith Matilda Thomas