A BABY is the best to love, She always smiles when you draw near, Though ugly you may be of face, No handsomer may interfere…
Edgar Albert Guest was a British-born American poet who became known as the People's Poet. His poems often had an inspirational and optimistic view of everyday life. Guest was born in Birmingham, England in 1881. In 1891, his family moved from England to Detroit, Michigan, where Guest lived until he died. His first published poem first appeared in Detroit Free Pass, the biggest newspaper in Detroit in which he worked there as a copy boy and a reporter later, on 11 December 1898. In 1902 he became an American naturalized citizen. From his first published work in the Detroit Free Press until his death in 1959, Guest wrote approximately 11,000 poems. He was pretty popular in the US because of his light, optimistic style.
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God of battles, be with us now: Guard our sons from the lead of shame, Watch our sons when the cannons flame, Let them not to a tyrant bow.…
There was a bear — his name was Jim, An' children weren't askeered of him, An' he lived in a cave, where he Was confortubbul as could be,…
In some respects the old days were perhaps ahead of these, Before we got to wanting wealth and costly luxuries; Perhaps the world was happier then, I'm not the one to say, But when…
Show me the boy who never threw A stone at someone's cat; Or never hurled a snowball swift At someone's high silk hat.…
A boy and his dad on a fishing trip- There is a glorious fellowship! Father and son and the open sky, And the white clouds lazily drifting by,…
A boy and his dog make a glorious pair: No better friendship is found anywhere, For they talk and they walk and they run and they play, And they have their deep secrets for many a…
If I could have my wish to-night it would not be for wealth or fame, It would not be for some delight that men who live in luxury claim, But it would be that I might rise at three…
Prettiest girl I've ever seen Is Ma. Lovelier than any queen Is Ma.…
‘TIS friendship's test to guard the name Of him you love from all attack, As you are to his face, the same To be when you're behind his back.…
All things grow lovely in a little while, The brush of memory paints a canvas fair; The dead face through the ages wears a smile, And glorious becomes accomplished care.…
I will lend you, for a little time, A child of mine, He said. For you to love the while he lives, And mourn for when he's dead.…
Sure, they get stubborn at times; they worry and fret us a lot, But I'd rather be crossed by a glad little boy and frequently worried than not.…
God bless you all this Christmas Day And drive the cares and griefs away. Oh, may the shining Bethlehem star Which led the wise men from afar…
Here's to you, little mother, With your boy so far away; May the joy of service smother All your grief this Christmas day;…
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