MY TWO BOYS.

To some the heavenly Father good

Has given raiment rich and fine,

And tables spread with dainty food,

And jewels rare that brightly shine.

To some He's given gold that buys

Immunity from petty care,

Freedom and leisure and the prize

Of pleasing books and pictures fair.

To some He's given wide domains

And high estate and tranquil ease,

And homes where all refinement reigns

And everything combines to please.

To some He's given minds to know

The what and how, the where and when;

To some, a genius that can throw

A light upon the hearts of men.

To some He's given fortunes free

From sorrows and replete with joys;

To some, a thousand friends; to me

He's given my two little boys.