Poetry of Kansas
 

To Dandle On Your Knee.

When life is in the yellow leaf,
    And snow is in the air,
And frosts cf many winters touch
    To white the raven hair,
There's naught that brings the springtime back,
    With all its joy and glee,
As a lovely little grand child
    To dandle on your knee.
 
Let Rockefeller have his oil,
    And all the wealth it brings;
'Tis said that riches fly away
    On rapid, hidden wings;
But as the years fly swiftly by,
    The sweetest thing to me
Is a lovely little grand child
    To dandle on my knee.
 
Oh Sun, move slowly in your course
    A-down the crimson west;
Hide not behind the curtains yet
    That bring me night and rest;
Prolong my life's declining years,
    With all the ecstasy
Of a loving little grand child
    To dandle on my knee.
__J. M. Cavaness.

Jayhawker Juleps
J. M. Cavaness
(Chanute: Tribune Pub. Co. 1913)
Page 72

 
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