Poems by Edgar Albert Guest
Slumberland Time
... Where the night time's a round of most wonderful dreams ...
At The Peace Table
... The innocent dead from the sea shall rise to stand ...
Lillians Reading
... She washed the dishes, scrubbed the floors ...
War's Homecoming
... There, some have heard the blackest news that o'er the wires has sped, ...
Tomorrow
... And thought of the folks he would fill with delight ...
The Lonely Fight
... But it's altogether different when there is no spotlight blazing ...
The Fifty-Per-Cent Man
... Where speed and strength are not required, which crippled men can do ...
The Lanes Of Apple Bloom
... Through the open door once more comes the pleasant breath of June, ...
Autumn At The Orchard
... His plan. Oh, there's somethin' most inspirin' to a soul in need o' prickin' ...
The Finest Age
... She thought the selfsame thing at three, ...
The Silver Stripes
... Yet he still might have reigned, but for those who remained ...
It Isn't Costly
... When you find a grouch with honors and with money in his pouch, ...
James Whitcomb Riley
... an' they shared with him their joys, ...
To A Little Girl
... Though God has filled this world with flowers, ...
Thoughtlessness
... Can leave a sting that will be felt when many years have flown ...
