DO you know why men dig ditches <br />And why others till the soil? <br />Do you know why men seek riches, <br />And each morn go out to toil? <br />It's because at home there's waiting <br />Till the busy day is through <br />Some such sunny, captivating <br />Little fellow just like you. <br /> <br />Do you know why one seeks money <br />And another tries for fame? <br />It's to pay for bread and honey <br />For the tot that bears his name. <br />Back of everything men tackle, <br />Back of everything men do <br />You will find the merry cackle <br />Of a little chap like you. <br /> <br />Men have, smiling, gone to battle, <br />Men have mastered all their fears <br />Just because their baby's prattle <br />Still was ringing in their ears. <br />And when all the fates were smiting <br />They kept on with purpose true, <br />Undiscouraged. They were fighting <br />For a little chap like you. <br /> <br />So that's why I care for money, <br />Why I work the long day through; <br />It's to pay for bread and honey <br />For a little chap like you. <br />Back of each goal I'm pursuing, <br />Back of everything I do, <br />Is the gurgling and the gooing <br />Of a little chap like you.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-little-chap/
