The Change-Worker (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
A feller don't start in to think of himself, an' the part that he's playin' down here,When there's nobody ...
A feller don't start in to think of himself, an' the part that he's playin' down here,When there's nobody ...
There must be great rejoicin' on the Golden Shore to-day, An' the big an' little angels must be ...
I'm never alone in the garden, he said. "I'm never alone with the flowers.It seems like I'm meeting the ...
When mother baked an angel cake we kids would gather roundAn' watch her gentle hands at work, an' never make ...
I HOLD the finest picture-booksAre woods an' fields an' runnin' brooks;An' when the month o' May has doneHer paintin', an' ...
Sue's got a baby now, an' sheIs like her mother used to be;Her face seems prettier, an' her waysMore settled-like. ...
The moon swings low in the sky above, And the twinkling stars shine bright,And a mother sings to her baby ...
I will lend you, for a little time,A child of mine, He said.For you to love the while he lives,And ...
Pinker than the roses that enrich a summer's day, Splashing in the bath tub or just kicking them in play, ...
The house is as it was when she was here;There's nothing changed at all about the place;The books she loved ...
Over the hills of time to the valley of endless years;Over the roads of woe to the land that is ...
Grandmother says when I pass her the cake:"Just half of that, please."If I serve her the tenderest portion of steak:"Just ...
The golden dreamboat's ready, all her silken sails are spread,And the breeze is gently blowing to the fairy port of ...
Prettiest girl I've ever seenIs Ma.Lovelier than any queenIs Ma.Girls with curls go walking by,Dainty, graceful, bold an' shy,But the ...
When I was but a little lad, my old Grandfather saidThat none should wind the clock but he, and so, ...
AH Nellie, you were always fair, and you were always good and true, I've sung about your wealth of hair, ...
I'SPOSE the big head bendin' over my crib Is my Pa. I 'spose that wiseacre whose talk is so glib ...
The pathway of the living is our ever-present care.Let us do our best to smooth it and to make it ...
Heard of Contradictin' Joe?Most contrary man I know.Always sayin', "That's not so."Nothing's ever said, but heSteps right up to disagree--Quarrelsome ...
Often as we watched her there From our lips there fell this prayer, "God, give us the pain to bear! ...
IF no one ever went ahead,If we had seen no friend depart And mourned him for a while as dead, ...
The crowded street his playground is, a patch of blue his sky; A puddle in a vacant lot his sea ...
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