<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428725" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Perfect Playmate</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Roger Charles Noel Bellingham. Before Ypres, March 4th, 1915</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The Perfect Playmate, whither does he stray<br>That now no more his feet come up this way<br>That rang so blithe upon the nursery floor?<br>Wild games and laughter! Now the little son<br>Listens and longs, and his small world's undone.<br>The Perfect Playmate will return no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who else made holidays of rainy days?<br>Who told such marvels by the firelight blaze?<br>King of misrule when Christmas frosts were hoar.<br>But now the black-gowned mother's tears will flow<br>Whether her little son be good or no.<br>The Perfect Playmate will return no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who built the sands, dug deep, was never loth<br>Nor ever tired: was strong enough for both:<br>Home on his shoulders a small drowsy head bore;<br>Was ever smiling. The boy keeps apart<br>A gay young smiling father in his heart.<br>The Perfect Playmate will return no more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No more, no more! Himself a boy he goes<br>Beyond the uttermost peaks, the eternal snows:<br>Light on his young brown head from an open door.<br>His youth unwithered, smiling all the way,<br>Into the land of youth, the Spring of Day.<br>The Perfect Playmate will return no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Tynan">Katharine Tynan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428725" data-title="The Perfect Playmate de Katharine Tynan" data-description="Roger Charles Noel Bellingham. Before Ypres, March 4th, 1915 The Perfect Playmate, whither does he stray That now no more his feet come up this way That rang so blithe upon the nursery floor? Wild games and laughter! Now the little son Listens a..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black