Memorial Poem for Grandchild’s Death: Little Boy Blue

///Memorial Poem for Grandchild’s Death: Little Boy Blue

Memorial Poem for Grandchild’s Death: Little Boy Blue

Poems can help us grieve for loved ones who have died. The death of a grandchild is especially heartbreaking. Poems such as Little Boy Blue by Eugene Field (1850 – 1895) can be read by a grandparent in memory of a deceased grandchild. Eugene Field had eight children; two died when infants, and the other as a boy. The boy described in Eugene Field’s beloved poem Little Boy Blue was his own son, who died when he was a little boy.

Little Boy Blue

The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket moulds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new,
And the soldier was passing fair;
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.

“Now, don’t you go till I come,” he said,
“And don’t you make any noise!”
So, toddling off to his trundle-bed,
He dreamt of the pretty toys;
And, as he was dreaming, an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue—
Oh! the years are many, the years are long,
But the little toy friends are true!

Ay, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
Each in the same old place—
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
The smile of a little face;
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue,
Since he kissed them and put them there.

2016-04-17T17:35:23+00:00By |Categories: Memorial Poems|Tags: , |2 Comments

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  1. Susan Adcox 2009/11/16 at 8:55 am

    This is one of the poems I memorized as a child. It’s just as touching to me today as I found it as a young girl.

  2. william 2009/11/14 at 1:51 pm

    It is always a tragedy when we lose a loved one, and worse when its an early age, this poem was heartfelt and would bring a tear to the most hardened of people.

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