Edgar Albert Guest Poems

Grandmother says when I pass her the cake:
'Just half of that, please.'
If I serve her the tenderest portion of steak:
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Tell me, what is half so sweet
As a baby's tiny feet,
Pink and dainty as can be,
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A friend is one who takes your hand
And talks a speech you understand
he's partly kindness, partly mirth
And Faith unfaltering in your worths
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I mustn't forget that I'm gettin' old,
That's the worst thing ever a man can do.
I must keep in mind without bein' told
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This I would like to be- braver and bolder,
Just a bit wiser because I am older,
Just a bit kinder to those I may meet,
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There isn't any pay for you, you serve without reward,
The boys who tramp the fields with you but little could afford.
And yet your pay is richer far than those who toil for gold,
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Be grateful for the kindly friends that walk along your way;
Be grateful for the skies of blue that smile from day to day;
Be grateful for the health you own, the work you find to do,
For round about you there are men less fortunate than you.
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The skies are blue and the sun is out
and the grass is green and soft
And the old charm's back in the apple tree
and it calls a boy aloft;
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Some folks leave home for money
And some leave home for fame,
Some seek skies always sunny,
And some depart in shame.
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People liked him, not because
He was rich or known to fame;
He had never won applause
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