Edgar Albert Guest Poems

You needn't be rich to be happy,
You needn't be famous to smile;
There are joys for the poorest of toilers
If only he'll think them worth while.
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_The proof of a man is the danger test_,
_That shows him up at his worst or best_.
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Mother and the baby! Oh, I know no lovelier pair,
For all the dreams of all the world are hovering 'round them there;
And be the baby in his cot or nestling in her arms,
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A warm house and a ruddy fire,
To what more can man aspire?
Eyes that shine with love aglow,
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Mothers never change, I guess,
In their tender thoughtfulness.
Makes no difference that you grow
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It's mighty hard for Mother—I am busy through the day
And the tasks of every morning keep the gloomy thoughts away,
And I'm not forever meeting with a slipper or a gown
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I have a kindly neighbor, one who stands
Beside my gate and chats with me awhile,
Gives me the glory of his radiant smile
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To-day it's dirt and dust and steam,
To-morrow it will be the same,
And through it all the soul must dream
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I have no wealth of gold to give away,
But I can pledge to worthy causes these:
I'll give my strength, my days and hours of ease,
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I WONDER what the trees will say,
The trees that used to share his play,
An' knew him as the little lad
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