When Father Played Baseball (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
The smell of arnica is strong, And mother's time is spentIn rubbing father's arms and back With burning ...
The smell of arnica is strong, And mother's time is spentIn rubbing father's arms and back With burning ...
"TELL us a story," comes the cry From little lips when nights are ...
The skies are blue and the sun is out and the grass is green and soft And the ...
I do not say new friends are not considerate and true, Or that their smiles ain't genuine, but still I'm ...
I NEVER knew him, for he never grewUp as so many strong little ones do;Just a year on the earth ...
My grandpa is the finest manExcep' my pa. My grandpa canMake kites an' carts an' lots of thingsYou pull along ...
FULL many a flag the breeze has kissed;Through ages long the morning sun Has risen over the early mistThe flags ...
Some have the gift of song and some possess the gift of silver speech,Some have the gift of leadership and ...
God has been good to men. He gaveHis Only Son their souls to save,And then he made a second gift,Which ...
If I had youth I'd bid the world to try me; I'd answer every challenge to my will.And though the ...
She mothered five! Night after night she watched a little bed,Night after night she cooled a fevered head, Day after ...
It is not ornamental, the cost is not great,There are other things far more useful, yet truly I state,Though of ...
I work for someone else, he said;"I have no chance to get ahead.At night I leave the job behind;At morn ...
Last night I caught him on his knees and looking underneath the bed,And oh, the guilty look he wore, and ...
She is fair to see and sweet,Dainty from her head to feet,Modest, as her blushing shows,Happy, as her smiles disclose,And ...
She mothered five!Night after night she watched a little bed,Night after night she cooled a fevered head,Day after day she ...
I look into the faces of the people passing by, The glad ones and the sad ones, and the lined ...
When Mrs. Malone got a letter from PatShe started to read it aloud in her flat."Dear Mary," it started, "I ...
If I had youth I'd bid the world to try me;I'd answer every challenge to my will.Though mountains stood in ...
Little women, little men,Childhood never comes again.Live it gaily while you may;Give your baby souls to play;March to sound of ...
The boys upon the honor roll, God bless them all, I pray! God watch them when they sleep at ...
There's a little chap at our house that is being mighty good--Keeps the front lawn looking tidy in the way ...
I may never be a hero, I am past the limit now,There are pencil marks of silver Time has left ...
YOU pay what you owe to your neighbor, I know,You do the square thing by your brother,Your word is as ...
MILDRED McGee was a beautiful blond, As fair as peroxide could make her. She was never so shy that a ...
He wears a long and solemn faceAnd drives the children from his place;He doesn't like to hear them shoutOr race ...
The old days, the old days, how oft the poets sing,The days of hope at dewy morn, the days of ...
This is the song of the many Who seldom are mentioned in praise, The glorious millions of toilers Who splendidly ...
Time was I thought of growing up, But that was ere the babies came;I'd dream and plan to be ...
The dreams of youth are fairest,The dreams of youth are rarest;The dreams of youth are brighterThan the dreams we'll know ...
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