Starting out, so foolishly small,
It’s hard to believe you will grow at all.
It’s hard to believe that things like you
Can ever turn out to be men,
But I’ve seen it happen before,
So I know it can happen again.

Food and sleep and plenty of soap,
Molasses and sulphur, and love, and hope—
The winters go by, the summers fly,
And all of a sudden you’re men!
I have seen it happen before,
And I know it can happen again.