NEVER so happy as when I ‘m at… I ’m not so anxious to wander or r… Rather sit down with the folks who… With somebody’s youngster astride… And gallop him off to the wonderfu…

Let others sing their songs of war And chant their hymns of splendid… Let others praise the soldiers’ wa… And hail the cannon’s flaming brea… Let others sing of Glory’s fields

Father’s in the woodshed, Cleaning forty fish; Mother’s in the kitchen, Washing every dish; Sister’s upstairs making

One never knows How far a word of kindness goes; One never sees How far a smile of friendship flee… Down, through the years,

There are no gods that bring to yo… The rich rewards that stalwarts cl… The god of fortune is in truth A vision and an empty name. The toiler who through doubt and c…

He’s doing double duty now; Time’s silver gleams upon his brow… And there are lines upon his face Which only passing years can trace… And yet he’s turned back many a pa…

Last night Pa said to Ma: 'My de… It’s time I did a little job I do… I wisht 'at I was rich enough to… The dirty work around this house a… But since I’m not, I’m truly glad…

‘I had a full day in my purse When I arose, and now it’s gone! I wonder if I can rehearse The squandered hours, one by one, And count the minutes as I do

I’M not kicking on expenses, now… I will buy chiffon and laces till… Sure her dress for graduation shal… Of the masses who behold her; it s… She shall even carry roses, when h…

Under the toiler’s grimy shirt, Under the sweat and the grease and… Under the rough outside you view, Is a man who thinks and feels as y… Go talk with him,

I sink my piers to the solid rock, And I send my steel to the sky, And I pile up the granite, block… Full twenty stories high; Nor wind nor weather shall wash aw…

God grant my children may Not think in terms of gold When I have passed away And my poor form is cold. When I no more shall be,

YOU don’t weigh more than thirty… Your legs are little, plump and fa… And yet you patter on your rounds The whole day long within our flat… Yes, ceaselessly, you come and go,

If he should meet a mother there Along some winding Flanders road, No extra touch of grief or care He’ll add unto her heavy load. But he will kindly take her arm