A pair of very chubby legs br Encased in scarlet hose; br A pair of little stubby boots br With rather doubtful toes; br A little kilt, a little coat, br Cut as a mother can, br And lo! before us strides in state br The Future's 'coming man.' br br His eyes, perchance, will read the stars, br And search their unknown ways; br Perchance the human heart and soul br Will open to their gaze; br Perchance their keen and flashing glance br Will be a nation's light,-- br Those eyes that now are wistful bent br On some 'big fellow's' kite.