The joy of a boy

God made a world out of his dreams,
Of magic mountains, oceans and streams,
Prairies and plains and wooded land,

Then paused and thought, "I need someone to stand
On top of the mountains, to conquer the seas,
Explore the plains and climb the trees,
Someone to start out small and grow,
Sturdy, strong like a tree"

and so...
He created boys, full of spirit and fun,
To explore and conquer, to romp and run,

With dirty faces, banged up chins,
With courageous hearts and boyish grins.
When He had completed the task He'd begun
He surely said, "That's a job well done."

(Why God Made Little Boys- Author: unknown)