The Man to Be, by Edgar A. Guest (unfortunately, he died in 1959, so not PD for Life+70 countries)
The Man to Be
Some day the world will need a man of courage
in a time of doubt,
And somewhere, as a little boy, that future hero
Within some humble home, no doubt, that instru-
ment of greater things
Now climbs upon his father’s knee or to his
mother’s garments clings
And when shall come that call for him to render
service that is fine,
He that shall do God’s mission here may be your
little boy or mine.
Long years of preparation mark the pathway for
the splendid souls.
And generations live and die and seem no nearer
to their goals,
And yet the purpose of it all, the fleeting pleasure
and the woe.
The laughter and the grief of life that all who
come to earth must know
May be to pave the way for one — one man to
serve the Will Divine
And it is possible that he may be your little boy
Some day the world will need a man! I stand
beside his cot at night
And wonder if I’m teaching him, as best I can,
to know the right.
I am the father of a boy — his life is mine to
make or mar —
For he no better can become than what my daily
There will be need for someone great — I dare
not falter from the line —
The man that is to serve the world may be that
little boy of mine.
Perhaps your boy or mine may not ascend the
lofty heights of fame;
The orders for their births are hid. We know
not why to earth they came;
Yet in some little bed to-night the great man of
And only He who sent him here, the secret of
His purpose keeps.
As fathers then our care is this — to keep in mind
the Great Design —
The man the world shall need some day may be
your little boy or mine.