When The Minister Calls My Paw says that it used to be, Whenever the minister came for tea, ‘At they sat up straight in their chairs… An’ put all their common things out o’ s…

Home is the place where the laughter sho… And man should be found at his best. Let the cares of the day be as great as… The night has been fashioned for rest. So leave at the door when the toiling is…

The pathway of the living is our ever-pr… Let us do our best to smooth it and to m… Let us travel it with kindness, let’s be… And give unto the living what we’d offer… The pathway of the living we can beautif…

CAN you go to another who wins in the f… And give him a hand-shake that 's true? Do you find yourself feeling a sense of… In the good work another may do? Or deep in your heart are there envy and…

Life has its ups and downs, Its fair and cloudy weather, But this you’ll find, my friend, They never come together.

I REMEMBER the first tiny cry that s… And my heart felt a thrill that it never… And my face which a moment before had be… With the sunlight of love and of happine… And yet I am sure that I loved her befo…

As fall the leaves, so drop the days In silence from the tree of life; Born for a little while to blaze In action in the heat of strife, And then to shrivel with Time’s blast

He was beaten from the start, Beaten by his doubting heart, And he had a ready ear For the busy tongue of fear, And he had a timid mind

This I would like to be– braver and bol… Just a bit wiser because I am older, Just a bit kinder to those I may meet, Just a bit manlier taking defeat; This for the New Year my wish and my pl…

The roads of happiness are not The selfish roads of pleasure seeking, Where cheeks are flushed with haste and… And none has time for kindly speaking. But they’re the roads where lovers stray…

Nobody hates me more than I; No enemy have I to-day That I so bravely must defy; There are no foes along my way, However bitter they may be,

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

Curling smoke from a chimney low, And only a few more steps to go, Faces pressed at a window pane Watching for someone to come again, And I am the someone they wait to see–

You shall have satin and silk to wear, When my ship comes in; And jewels to shine in your raven hair, When my ship comes in. Oh, the path is dreary to-day and long,