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There are little eyes upon you
And they’re watching night and day
There are little ears that quickly
Take in every word you say
There are little hands all eager
To do anything you do
And a little boy who’s dreaming
Of the day he’ll be like you
You’re the little fellow’s idol
You’re the wisest of the wise
In his little mind about you
No suspicions ever rise
He believes in you devoutly
Holds that all you say and do
He will say and do in your way
When he’s grown up like you
There’s a wide-eyed little fellow
Who believes you’re always right
And his ears are always open
And he watches day and night
You are setting an example
Every day in all you do
For the little boy who’s waiting
To grow up and be like you
Author Unknown
When I was coaching years ago at a high school in Montana, the football coach gave all of the coaches a framed copy of this poem. I have carried it with me for all of these years, and it has special meaning to me as one who worked with young athletes for about 30 years.
This poem is easy to find on other Internet sites. Some of the posts use a different title, but the words remain the same. The author has remained unknown. Many young athletes aspire to follow an older athlete . . .
Waiting to grow up and be like you!
Big Sky Buckeye 