Joy stands on the hilltops, Beckoning to me, Urging me to journey Up where I can see Blue skies ever smiling,

Keep your dreams-they’re richer fa… Than the facts discovered are. Do not seek all things to touch; Do not want to know too much. Growing old, still play the child;

They’ve hung their stockings up wi… And I am in my old arm chair, And mother’s busy dragging out The parcels hidden all about. Within a corner, gaunt to see,

They have said you needn’t go to t… They have left you with your women… They have spared you from the cras… And the horrors and the madness an… But it’s your fight, just the same…

It’s the dull road that leads to t… The practice that leads to success… The work road that leads to the pl… It is trouble that breeds happines… It’s the hard work and merciless g…

Little girlie, kneeling there, Speaking low your evening prayer, In your cunning little nightie With your pink toes peeping throug… With your eyes closed and your han…

He will not come to him this year… An imitation Santa Claus must ser… Last year he heard the reindeers p… And as he dreamed the kindly saint… But Christmas Eve he will not com…

Mother and the baby! Oh, I know n… For all the dreams of all the worl… And be the baby in his cot or nest… The picture they present is one wi… Mother and the baby—and the mother…

There’s the mother at the doorway,… And the little parlor windows with… There are shaggy asters blooming i… And the simplest of the blossoms s… Oh, there isn’t any mansion undern…

I KNEW it was comin’, I’d watch… Without sayin’ a word to a soul ex… Of the sweet sort o’ things that w… An,' ‘You orter feel mighty glad… Was all that she said. But I didn…

I am selfish in my wishin’ every s… I am selfish when I tell you that… Bending o’er you every minute, and… An’ as much of love an’ gladness a… Coz I know beyond all question th…

‘You’re spoiling them!' the mother… When I give way to weepy eyes And let them do the things they wi… Like cleaning up the jelly dish, Or finishing the chocolate cake,

Ma has a dandy little book that’s… slips, An’ when she wants to pay a bill a… it she rips; She just writes in the dollars and…

There’s a little chap at our house… Keeps the front lawn looking tidy… Doesn’t leave his little wagon, wh… On the sidewalk as he used to; now… When we call him in to supper, we…

Old-fashioned flowers! I love the… The morning-glories on the wall, The pansies in their patch of shad… The violets, stolen from a glade, The bleeding hearts and columbine,