I Ain’t Dead Yet (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Time was I used to worry and I'd sit around an' sigh,And think with every ache I got that I ...
Time was I used to worry and I'd sit around an' sigh,And think with every ache I got that I ...
Some folks there be who seem to need excitement fast and furious,An' reckon all the joys that have no thrill ...
'Taint nothin' to laugh at as I can see!If you'd been stung by a bumble bee,An' your nose wuz swelled ...
I'm never alone in the garden, he said. "I'm never alone with the flowers.It seems like I'm meeting the ...
When an empty sleeve or a sightless eyeOr a legless form I see,I breathe my thanks to my God on ...
If all the flowers were roses, If never daisies grew,If no old-fashioned posies Drank in the morning dew,Then ...
Think happy thoughts!Think sunshine all the day;Refuse to let the trifling worries stay,Crowd them with thoughts of laughter from your ...
Oh, little girl with eyes of brownAnd smiles that fairly light the town,I wonder if you really knowJust why it ...
You can boast your round of pleasures, praise the sound of popping corks,Where the orchestra is playing to the rattle ...
The green is in the meadow and the blue is in the sky,And all of Nature's artists have their colors ...
He wears a long and solemn faceAnd drives the children from his place;He doesn't like to hear them shoutOr race ...
Most folks, as I've noticed, in pleasure an' strife,Are always expecting too much out of life.They wail an' they fretJust ...
DOWN the lanes of boyhood, let me go once more, Let me tread the paths of youth that I have ...
Adown the lanes of memory bloom all the flowers of yesteryear,And looking back we smile to see life's bright red ...
God made the little boys for fun, for rough and tumble times of play;He made their little legs to run ...
I reckon the finest sight of all That a man can see in this world of oursAin't the works ...
There is no star within the flagThat's brighter than its brothers, And when of Michigan I brag,I'm boasting of the ...
Old-fashioned flowers! I love them all:The morning-glories on the wall,The pansies in their patch of shade,The violets, stolen from a ...
I LIKE the dream days best of all,The hollyhocks against the wall;The rambler roses blushing red,The blue skies bending overhead,With ...
WHAT does it all mean anyway,Noise of cannon and boom of gun,Deafening, colorful fire displayStarting in with the rising sun?Ah, ...
Whose luck is better far than ours?The other fellow's.Whose road seems always lined with flowers?The other fellow's.Who is the man ...
Sixteen Americans who died on the Tuscania areburied at the water's edge at the base of the rockycliffs at a ...
Argue it pro and con as you will,And flout each other with words,But the rose will bloom and the summer ...
LAUGHTER and song and mirth, Roses that drip with dew, These are the joys of earth; Sunshine and skies of ...
I'd like to leave but daffodills to mark my little way, To leave but tulips red and white ...
I ALWAYS think of mother, whenThe lilac tree's in bloom,It seems her soul comes back againUpon its sweet perfume.And every ...
I like to see the flowers grow,To see the pansies in a row;I think a well-kept garden's fine,And wish that ...
June is here, the month of roses, month of brides and month of bees,Weaving garlands for our lassies, whispering love ...
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