The Flag On The Farm (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
We've raised a flagpole on the farm And flung Old Glory to the sky,And it's another touch of charm ...
We've raised a flagpole on the farm And flung Old Glory to the sky,And it's another touch of charm ...
When an apple tree is ready for the world to come and eat, There isn't any structure ...
When I was but a little lad I always liked to ride,No matter what the rig we had, right by ...
The stick-together families are happier by farThan the brothers and the sisters who take separate highways are.The gladdest people living ...
She is fair to see and sweet,Dainty from her head to feet,Modest, as her blushing shows,Happy, as her smiles disclose,And ...
The bright spots in my life are when the servant quits the place,Although that grim disturbance brings a frown to ...
I'VE seen the Rockies in the west, I've seen the canyons wild and grim, I've seen the prairies golden dressed, ...
If nobody smiled and nobody cheered and nobody helped us along,If each every minute looked after himself and good things ...
They've hung their stockings up with care,And I am in my old arm chair,And mother's busy dragging outThe parcels hidden ...
We're gittin' so we need againTo see the sproutin' seed again.We've been shut up all winter longWithin our narrow rooms;We're ...
There's a twinkle in her eye,O, so merry! O, so sly!That you never see the wrinkles in her face; She's ...
OLD-FASHIONED folks! God bless 'em all! The fathers an' the mothers, The aunts an' uncles, fat an' tall, The sisters ...
You may delve down to rock for your foundation piers,You may go with your steel to the sky;You may purchase ...
You may delve down to rock for your foundation piers,You may go with your steel to the skyYou may purchase ...
In the corner she's left the mechanical toy, On the chair is her Teddy Bear fine;The things that I ...
The walls have seemed to say to me Where have the sticky fingers gone That always found their way to ...
The happiest nights I ever know Are those when I've No place to go, And the missus says ...
Some folks leave home for money And some leave home for fame, Some seek skies always sunny, And some depart ...
Tell me, what is half so sweetAs a baby's tiny feet,Pink and dainty as can be,Like a coral from the ...
I never knew the joy of getting home,I never knew how fast a heart could beat;I never tasted joy,Till the ...
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