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 Ready Artists
The green is in the meadow and the blue is in the sky,And all of Nature's artists have their colors handy by;With a few days bright with sunshine and..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
The Broken Drum
There is sorrow in the household;There's a grief too hard to bear;There's a little cheek that's tear-stainedThere's a sobbing baby there.And try how..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
Mother's Day
Let every day be Mother's Day!Make roses grow along her wayAnd beauty everywhere.Oh, never let her eyes be wetWith tears of sorrow or regret,And..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
No Place To Go
The happiest nightsI ever knowAre those when I'veNo place to go,And the missus saysWhen the day is through:'To-night we haven'tA thing to do.'Oh, the..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
The Mother On The Sidewalk
The mother on the sidewalk as the troops are marching byIs the mother of Old Glory that is waving in the sky.Men have fought to keep it splendid, men..
©  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
Mothers And Wives
Mothers and wives, 'tis the call to armsThat the bugler yonder prepares to sound;We stand on the brink of war's alarmsAnd your men may lie on 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
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
If You Would Please Me
If you would please me when I've passed awayLet not your grief embitter you. Be brave;Turn with full courage from my mounded graveAnd smile upon the..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
My Part
I may never be a hero, I am past the limit now,There are pencil marks of silver Time has left upon my brow;I shall win no service medals, I shall..
©  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
Show Me!
I would rather see a Mason, than hear one any day,I would rather one would walk with me than merely show the way.The eye's a better pupil and more..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
America
God has been good to men. He gaveHis Only Son their souls to save,And then he made a second gift,Which from their dreary lives should liftThe..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
The Better Job
If I were running a factoryI'd stick up a sign for all to see,I'd print it large and I'd nail it highOn every wall that the men walked by,And I'd..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
A Woman's Love
There are times a woman's loveFer a man stands out, I guess,More ‘n usual, like as whenSickness comes or else distress;But I reckon that it..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
The Little Orphan
The crowded street his playground is, a patch of blue his sky;A puddle in a vacant lot his sea where ships pass by:Poor little orphan boy of five..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
Selfishness
Search history, my boy, and seeWhat petty selfishness has done.Find if you can one victoryThat little minds have ever won.There is no record there to..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
The Princess Pat's
A touch of the plain and the prairie,A bit of the Motherland, too;A strain of the fur-trapper wary,A blend of the old and the new;A bit of the..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
Grandpa
My grandpa is the finest manExcep' my pa. My grandpa canMake kites an' carts an' lots of thingsYou pull along the ground with strings,And he knows..
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House-Hunting
Time was when spring returned we wentTo find another home to rent;We wanted fresher, cleaner walls,And bigger rooms and wider halls,And open plumbing..
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Homesick
It's tough when you are homesick in a strangeand distant place;It's anguish when you're hungry for anold-familiar face.And yearning for the good..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
Out Of Doors
The kids are out-of-doors once more;The heavy leggins that they wore,The winter caps that covered earsAre put away, and no more tearsAre shed because..
©  Edgar Albert Guest
The Happy Slow Thinker
Full many a time a thought has comeThat had a bitter meaning in it.And in the conversation's humI lost it ere I could begin it.I've had it on my..
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Duty
To do your little bit of toil,To play life's game with head erect;To stoop to nothing that would soilYour honor or your self-respect;To win what gold..
©  Edgar Albert Guest