CHAPTER 1
The Days when we Went Swimming
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The breezes waved the silver grass,
Waist-high along the siding,
And to the creek we ne'er could pass
Three boys on bare-back riding;
Beneath the sheoaks in the bend
The waterhole was brimming --
Do you remember yet, old friend,
The times we ‘went in swimming?'
Waist-high along the siding,
And to the creek we ne'er could pass
Three boys on bare-back riding;
Beneath the sheoaks in the bend
The waterhole was brimming --
Do you remember yet, old friend,
The times we ‘went in swimming?'
The days we ‘played the wag' from school --
Joys shared -- and paid for singly --
The air was hot, the water cool --
And naked boys are kingly!
With mud for soap the sun to dry --
A well planned lie to stay us,
And dust well rubbed on neck and face
Lest cleanliness betray us.
Joys shared -- and paid for singly --
The air was hot, the water cool --
And naked boys are kingly!
With mud for soap the sun to dry --
A well planned lie to stay us,
And dust well rubbed on neck and face
Lest cleanliness betray us.