Little boys lie down,
Unchained by worldly care,
to dream dreams of some grand adventure.
Storming castles high
to save the maiden fair.
On high sea and into the valley dark;
To cross the wind driven sands;
to trek through jungles wet with wonder.
Taming great beasts;
and into the dragon’s lair,
to suck the dripping sweet nectar from life’s ripest fruit.
Little boys lie down
Just as their father’s do.