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A Glass of Cold Water
Everybody calls me young, beautiful, wonderful. Am I? Look at my hair, my lips, my red rosy cheeks and a pair of blinkering eyes. I remember, somebody says that I look like my mother that I look like my mother. But that when she was young. Now, I am much lovelier than she is. I’m a mortal Venus. Oops! What time is it? I must get ready for the party! Beep-beep…!A-huh! Here they are! Yes, I’m coming!

"Child, are you still there?"
"Hmp! That’s my mama"
"Child, are you still there? Will you please get me a glass of cold water?" "Mama, I’m in a hurry!"
"Please child, try to get me a glass of cold water."
"Mama, please, try to get it on your own."
"Please child, try to get me a glass of cold water!"
At the party, I danced and danced the whole night.
You see, I can’t leave the party at once. I have to danced with everybody who proposed to me. At last, the party is over. I’m very tired. Very, very tired. So, I went home to tell mama what happened.

"Mama, I’m home! It’s very quiet. "Mama, I’m home!" Nobody answers. Where is she? I look for her in the sala, but she’s not there. Where is she? A-huh! In the kitchen! I saw my mama, lying down on the floor, dead. With a glass on her hand. I remember, she tried to get it. Oh, God, just for the glass of cold water! Mama! Mama! Oh, Mama! A Little Boy's Dream

 
The bed was long and the bed was wide, and high was its
 polished head ;
But in spite of its length and breadth and height it still was a little boy's bed,
And he said he would loan it me, he would, but just for a
 night or so,
Or through the visit r d make the two r d known in the long
 ago
When they were as little as he is now, as he is, their little boy; Oh, days and ways of the long ago! When the morns came
in with joy,
And day went out with a lilt of glee which came through the
 fading light !
The moms were good and the nights were good! Why,
 always we said, "Goodnight."
 
And I was visiting them that night, and when our goodnights
 were said
I set my sails for the land of dreams, I did, from a little boy's bed;
And that's how it happened, or I suppose that's how it hap-
pened to me,
The angels came with their bags of dreams from over the
Dreamland Sea-
From away out over the Dreamland Sea-and white was the
 pearly gleam
Of their snowy wings-and by mistake they left me a little boy's dream ! They did! I dreamed I was three years old, and my eyes they were  glad and blue;
And my cheeks were as round as a little boy's, and my chin
 it was dimpled, too.
 
And I was wishing as small boys do, as hard as tl1ey ever can, That I could hurry across the years, and that I could be a man ; I did, I wanted to be a man, as hard as I ever could ;
For being a boy was an irksome thing, and being a man
seemed good !
And then I awoke, and found I was the thing I had longed
to be!
The years had whitened and thinned my locks and long had
their will with me,
And I was old! And, Oh, I longed and reached for my dream
again!
But night was gone, and I was launched again in the world
of men !
 
But I hope with all of my heart the boy, wherever he chanced to be,
Had somehow captured the dream which came from out of
Dreamland for me ;
I hope he dreamed he was old, so old he was nearing the
end of joy;
And I hope he wished with a grieving wish that he was a
little boy,
And could go aback down the weary years to the meadows
where blossoms blow
Beside the ways of the little boys he had known in the long
ago;
And I hope he awoke with the tears undried on the cheeks
he had dreamed were old
And found that he was a little boy with all of life's tales
untold.
 
I hope he did. It would be a joy to me if I knew that he
Had somehow captured the dream which came from out of
Dreamland for me
As I got the dream which was meant for him. 'Twere good
for a boy to know
How men dream dreams and long and long for days of the
long ago;
And if he...
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