Poems by Edgar Albert Guest
A Boy's Tribute
... It's Ma. Take the girls that artists draw, ...
Mothers' Splendid Dreams
... Mothers sing their babes to sleep, weaving through their lullabies ...
Promotion
... Nor counts his day of toiling through ...
To An Old Friend
... When we have lived our little lives and wandered all their byways through, ...
Just A Boy
... But he's young and hasn't learned ...
Guessing Time
... "Guess what you will get for Christmas!" is the cry that starts the fun ...
Punishment
... Before the rough, long roads they tread, ...
Tied Down
... Whose cheeks should have been flaming red ...
The After-Dinner Smoke
... And once more I 'm stretched out dreaming ...
My Religion
... I think He'll hold what's in our hearts above what's in our creeds, ...
Chums
... Not so with them through weal or woe, ...
The Willing Horse
... I want no guards beside my door to pick and choose my friends for me ...
Bulb Planting Time
... " "'Tis time to plant them now," he said, ...
They Don't
... But this you'll find, my friend, ...
The Naughty Little Fellow
... And against your cheek you notice there's a cheek that's damp and hot, ...
