by Helen M. Richardson
"I wish that I could be as great
As Washington," said Joe.
"You can, my dear," his mother said,
"If you but will it so."
"But how?" urged Joe. "I cannot do
The things he did - to be
As great as he was would just mean
A General, you see."
"A General, my little lad,
You can be if you will.
A climbing boy can always reach
The summit of the hill.
"But to be great, we first must be
Brave, kind and good and true;
And Washington was all of these,
Though but a boy like you."
"Perhaps," said Joe. "I'd better try
To be just good, and when
I am as old as Washington
I may be like him then."