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").

The Little Old-Fashioned Church

THE little old-fashioned church, with the pews that were straight-backed and plain,Where the sunbeams to worship came in through the windows that..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Contentment

When e'er I 'm sad, why then I 'm gladTo think that I 'm no sadder;And when I 'm glad, I 'm a happy ladTo think none could be gladder.

© Edgar Albert Guest

Practicing Time

Always whenever I want to playI've got to practice an hour a day,Get through breakfast an' make my bed,And Mother says: 'Marjorie, run ahead!There's..

© Edgar Albert Guest

April Thoughts

Listen to the laughter of the brook that's racin' by!Listen to the chatter of the black-birds on the fence!Stand an' see the beauties of the blue..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Fly A Clean Flag

This I heard the Old Flag sayAs I passed it yesterday:'Months ago your friendly handsFastened me on slender strandsAnd with patriotic lovePlaced me..

© Edgar Albert Guest

He Should Meet A Mother There

If he should meet a mother thereAlong some winding Flanders road,No extra touch of grief or careHe'll add unto her heavy load.But he will kindly take..

© Edgar Albert Guest

If You And I

IF you would smile a little moreAnd I would kinder be,If you would stop to think beforeYou speak of faults you see.If I would show more patience..

© Edgar Albert Guest

We Who Stay At Home

When you were just our little boy, on many a night we creptUnto your cot and watched o'er you, and all the time you slept.We tucked the covers round..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Follow The Flag

Aye, we will follow the FlagWherever she goes,Into the tropic sun,Into the northern snows;Go where the guns ring outScattering steel and..

© Edgar Albert Guest

July The Fourth, 1917

Time was the cry went round the world:America for freedom speaks,A new flag is to-day unfurled,An eagle on the mountain shrieks,A king is failing on..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Approach Of Christmas

There's a little chap at our house that is being mighty good-Keeps the front lawn looking tidy in the way we've said he should;Doesn't leave his..

© Edgar Albert Guest

When It's Bad To Forget

DID you ever meet a brother as you hurried on your wayAnd invite him up to dinner, and his wife;Did you ever keep him standing until he had named the..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Little Home

The little house is not too smallTo shelter friends who come to call.Though low the roof and small its spaceIt holds the Lord's abounding grace,And..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Prayer For The Home

Peace, unto this house, I pray,Keep terror and despair away;Shield it from evil and let sinNever find lodging room within.May never in these walls be..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Discovery Of A Soul

He didn't seem to care for work, he wasn't much at school.His speech was slow and commonplace- you wouldn't call him fool.And yet until the war broke..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Joys Within Reach

You needn't be rich to be happy,You needn't be famous to smile;There are joys for the poorest of toilersIf only he'll think them worth while.There..

© Edgar Albert Guest

From Laughter To Labor

We have wandered afar in our hunting for pleasure,We have scorned the soul's duty to gather up treasure;We have lived for our laughter and toiled for..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Faces

I look into the faces of the people passing by,The glad ones and the sad ones, and the lined with misery,And I wonder why the sorrow or the twinkle..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Reason For Work

Some struggle hard for worldly fame,Some toil to have an honored name,And some have great ambition.A few there are who strive that theyMay save the..

© Edgar Albert Guest

At The Peace Table

Who shall sit at the table, then, when the termsof peace are made-The wisest men of the troubled lands in theirsilver and gold brocade?Yes, they..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Unknown Friends

We cannot count our friends, nor sayHow many praise us day by day.Each one of us has friends that heHas yet to meet and really know,Who guard him..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Learn To Smile

The good Lord understood us when He taught us how to smile;He knew we couldn't stand it to be solemn all the while;He knew He'd have to shape us so..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Give Me A Single Day

GIVE me a single day, I ask no moreFrom dawn to dusk, ah, that is time enoughTo reach the goal that I am striving for;There is no need of further..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Autumn

The leaves are falling one by one,The Summer days are past and gone,The nights are cool and damp;The little children think it strangeAt tea-time, for..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Our Little Needs

A LITTLE more of loving, a little less of pain,A little more of sunshine, a little less of rain;A little more of friendship, a little less of..

© Edgar Albert Guest