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At Sugar Camp At Sugar Camp

At Sugar Camp
At Sugar Camp the cook is kind And laughs the laugh we knew as boys; And there we slip away and find Awaiting us the old-time joys. The catbird calls the selfsame way She used to in the long ago, And there's a chorus all the day Of songsters it is good to know. The killdeer in the distance cries; The thrasher, in her garb of brown, From tree to tree in gladness flies. Forgotten is the world's... Poems - Post by : Rick_Ostring - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 2694

On Going Home For Christmas On Going Home For Christmas

On Going Home For Christmas
He little knew the sorrow that was in his vacant chair; He never guessed they'd miss him, or he'd surely have been there; He couldn't see his mother or the lump that filled her throat, Or the tears that started falling as she read his hasty note; And he couldn't see his father, sitting sorrowful and dumb, Or he never would have written that he thought... Poems - Post by : bayseann - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 3124

Ma And The Auto Ma And The Auto

Ma And The Auto
Before we take an auto ride Pa says to Ma: "My dear, Now just remember I don't need suggestions from the rear. If you will just sit still back there and hold in check your fright, I'll take you where you want to go and get you back all right. Remember that my hearing's good and also I'm not blind, And I can drive this car without suggestions from behind." Ma... Poems - Post by : rcroy - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 2616

Selfish Selfish

Selfish
I am selfish in my wishin' every sort o' joy for you; I am selfish when I tell you that I'm wishin' skies o' blue Bending o'er you every minute, and a pocketful of gold, An' as much of love an' gladness as a human heart can hold. Coz I know beyond all question that if such a thing could be As you cornerin' life's riches you would share 'em all with... Poems - Post by : aanuby - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 2505

Mother Mother

Mother
Never a sigh for the cares that she bore for me Never a thought of the joys that flew by; Her one regret that she couldn't do more for me, Thoughtless and selfish, her Master was I. Oh, the long nights that she came at my call to me! Oh, the soft touch of her hands on my brow! Oh, the long years that she gave up her all to me! Oh, how I yearn for her gentleness now! Slave to her baby! Yes,... Poems - Post by : baraucs - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 2644

What A Baby Costs What A Baby Costs

What A Baby Costs
"How much do babies cost?" said he The other night upon my knee; And then I said: "They cost a lot; A lot of watching by a cot, A lot of sleepless hours and care, A lot of heart-ache and despair, A lot of fear and trying dread, And sometimes many tears are shed In payment for our babies small, But every one is worth it all. "For babies people have to pay A heavy price from day to day-- There is no way to get one cheap.... Poems - Post by : Etherial - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 1761

A Wish (i'd Like To Be A Boy Again, A Care-free Prince) A Wish (i'd Like To Be A Boy Again, A Care-free Prince)

A Wish (i'd Like To Be A Boy Again, A Care-free Prince)
I'd like to be a boy again, a care-free prince of joy again, I'd like to tread the hills and dales the way I used to do; I'd like the tattered shirt again, the knickers thick with dirt again, The ugly, dusty feet again that long ago I knew. I'd like to play first base again, and Sliver's curves to face again, I'd like to... Poems - Post by : tripro - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 1844

My Creed My Creed

My Creed
To live as gently as I can; To be, no matter where, a man; To take what comes of good or ill And cling to faith and honor still; To do my best, and let that stand The record of my brain and hand; And then, should failure come to me, Still work and hope for victory. To have no secret place wherein I stoop unseen to shame or sin; To be the same when I'm alone As when my every deed is known; To live undaunted, unafraid... Poems - Post by : ccbear - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 1460

It Isn't Costly It Isn't Costly

It Isn't Costly
Does the grouch get richer quicker than the friendly sort of man? Can the grumbler labor better than the cheerful fellow can? Is the mean and churlish neighbor any cleverer than the one Who shouts a glad "good morning," and then smiling passes on? Just stop and think about it. Have you ever known or seen A mean man who succeeded, just because he was so mean? When you find... Poems - Post by : gerson - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 843

The Rough Little Rascal The Rough Little Rascal

The Rough Little Rascal
A smudge on his nose and a smear on his cheek And knees that might not have been washed in a week; A bump on his forehead, a scar on his lip, A relic of many a tumble and trip: A rough little, tough little rascal, but sweet, Is he that each evening I'm eager to meet. A brow that is beady with jewels of sweat; A face that's as black as a visage can get; A suit that at noon was a garment of white, Now one that his mother declares... Poems - Post by : mrincredible - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 1801

When You Know A Fellow When You Know A Fellow

When You Know A Fellow
When you get to know a fellow, know his joys and know his cares, When you've come to understand him and the burdens that he bears, When you've learned the fight he's making and the troubles in his way, Then you find that he is different than you thought him yesterday. You find his faults are trivial and there's not so much to blame In the brother that you jeered at when you only knew his name.... Poems - Post by : MSCOTT33 - Date : October 2011 - Author : Edgar A. Guest - Read : 2953