Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

A Boy And His Dog

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..

© Edgar Albert Guest

A Child Of Mine

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.It may be six or seven..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Gentle Gardener

I'd like to leave but daffodillsto mark my little way,To leave but tulips red and whitebehind me as I stray;I'd like to pass away from earthand feel..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Don'T Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,when the road you're trudging seems all uphill,when the funds are low and the debts are high,and you..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Good Books

Good books are friendly things to own.If you are busy they will wait.They will not call you on the phoneOr wake you if the hour is late.They stand..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Drafted

The biggest moment in our lives was that when first he cried,From that day unto this, for him, we've struggled side by side.We can recount his daily..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Trouble Brings Friends

It's seldom trouble comes alone. I've noticed this: When things go wrongAn' trouble comes a-visitin', it always brings a friend along;Sometimes it's..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Sermons We See

I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day;I'd rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way.The eye's a better pupil and more willing..

© Edgar Albert Guest

At Christmas

A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season's here;Then he's thinking more of..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Boy And His Stomach

What's the matter with you- ain't I always been your friend?Ain't I been a pardner to you? All my pennies don't I spendIn gettin' nice things for..

© Edgar Albert Guest

A Valentine

YOUR cheeks are pinker than the rose,Your eyes are bluer than the skies;Than you no fairer blossom grows,In you all earthly sweetness lies.Without..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Compensation

I'd like to think when life is doneThat I had filled a needed post.That here and there I'd paid my fareWith more than idle talk and boast;That I had..

© Edgar Albert Guest

It Couldn'T Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be doneBut he with a chuckle repliedThat 'maybe it couldn't,' but he would be oneWho wouldn't say so till he'd..

© Edgar Albert Guest

A Christmas Greeting

Here's to you, little mother,With your boy so far away;May the joy of service smotherAll your grief this Christmas day;May the magic of his..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Reflection

You have given me riches and ease,You have given me joys through the years,I have sat in the shade of your trees,With the song of your birds in my..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Alarm

Get off your downy cots of ease,There's work that must be done.Great danger's riding on the seas.The storm is coming on.Don't think that it will..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Be A Friend

Be a friend. You don't need money;Just a disposition sunny;Just the wish to help anotherGet along some way or other;Just a kindly hand extendedOut to..

© Edgar Albert Guest

I See You'Ve Travelled Some

Wherever you may chance to be — wherever you may roam,Far away in foreign lands; or just at home sweet home;It always gives you pleasure, it makes..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Move We Adjourn

When I'm weary of argument wordyAnd tired of continuous debate,When the speaker like some hurdy gurdy,Which carries on early and late,Keeps up a..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Grace At Evening

For all the beauties of the day,The innocence of childhood’s play,For health and strength and laughter sweet,Dear Lord, our thanks we now repeat.For..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Money

HE'D made a fortune out of stocks, he couldn't count his worth;He 'd hoarded up a store of gold, a section of the earth;But still he sighed alone and..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Things Work Out

Because it rains when we wish it wouldn't,Because men do what they often shouldn't,Because crops fail, and plans go wrong-Some of us grumble all day..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Courage, Courage, Courage!

When the burden grows heavy, and rough is the way,When you falter and slip, and it isn't your day,And your best doesn't measure to what is..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Improvement

The joy of life is living it, or so it seems to me;In finding shackles on your wrists, then struggling till you're free;In seeing wrongs and righting..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Courage

Courage isn't a brilliant dash,A daring deed in a moment's flash;It isn't an instantaneous thingBorn of despair with a sudden springIt isn't a..

© Edgar Albert Guest