I saw him in the distance, as the train… A shivery little fellow standing in the… And a little pile of clothing very near… He was owner of a gladness that had once… I have shivered as he shivered, I have…

IF every day of yours were fine And every sky of yours were blue, You couldn’t know such joy of mine, The joy o’ being friend to you. You’ve brushed away the clouds of care

When an apple tree is ready for the worl… come and eat, There isn’t any structure in the land th… “got it beat.” There’s nothing man has builded with the

IT’S one o’ my idees that men ain’t all… They ain’t all built fer ploughin’ or fe… An’ they ain’t all made fer battlin’ up… There must be some of us on earth God p… Leastwise it strikes me that way—if it w…

Out near the links where I go to play My favorite game from day to day, There’s a friend of mine that I’ve neve… Walked with or broken bread with, yet I’ve talked to him oft and he’s talked t…

I’d like to be a boy again, a care-free… I’d like to tread the hills and dales th… I’d like the tattered shirt again, the k… The ugly, dusty feet again that long ago… I’d like to play first base again, and…

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

Because I am his father, they Expect me to put grief away; Because I am a man, and rough And sometimes short of speech and gruff, The women folks at home believe

One came to the house with a pretty spee… ‘It’s all for the best,' said he, And I know that he sought my heart to r… And I know that he grieved with me. But I was too full of my sorrow then

I believe in the world and its bigness a… That most of the hearts beating round us… That days are but footsteps and years ar… That lead us to beauty and singing and s… That roses that blossom and toilers that…

Vacation time! How glad it seemed When as a boy I sat and dreamed Above my school books, of the fun That I should claim when toil was done; And, Oh, how oft my youthful eye

Last year he wanted building blocks, And picture books and toys, A saddle horse that gayly rocks, And games for little boys. But now he’s big and all that stuff

They lived together thirty years, I Through storm and sunshine, weal and… They shared each other’s hopes and fears… She still his sweetheart, he her beau; She, proud of him, though he was not

Whenever I walk through God’s Acres of… I wonder how often the mute voices said: ‘I will do a kind deed or will lighten a… Or rise to a sacrifice splendid– to-morr… I wonder how many fine thoughts unexpres…