BOYHOOD

A Boy's World

The world was made for little boys

With infinite wonders and myriad joys

As he explores the source of brooks

Or recorded lore in interesting books.

As he trails fierce bears imaginary

Or listens quietly for the wild canary,

There are trees to climb - birds to hear,

Animals to greet with love - not fear.

He tramps the woods, fields and streams

Dreaming those wondrous boyhood dreams,

Of conquering worlds - as yet unknown

In that far off day when he is grown,

To manhood stature with noble goal

Imbued with nature's gentle soul.

In the cool of evening or midday sun

Knowing that all of life is one -

Knowing with all its strife and noise

The world was made for little boys.

Rea Williams

Fishing....swimming...climbing...stream splashing...teather ball...turtles...rocks...water...and max the dog.

That's what I call a little boys photo shoot!

Thanks "P" family. This shoot was such a pleasure.

Thanks for inviting me to your home!

I don't know how I'll further narrow down my 200 favorite images from your day.