Edgar Albert Guest ( )


Gettin together to smile an rejoice,
An eatin an laughin with folks of your choice;
An kissin the girls an declarin that they
Are growin more beautiful day after day;
Chattin an braggin a bit with the men,
Buildin the old family circle again;
Livin the wholesome an old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile at the end of the year.

Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mothers a little bit grayer, thats all.
Fathers a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp an to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Tellin our stories as women an men.

Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but were grateful an glad to be there.
Home from the east land an home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest an best.
Out of the sham of the cities afar
Weve come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves an be frank,
Forgettin position an station an rank.

Give me the end of the year an its fun
When most of the plannin an toilin is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An Ill put soul in my Thanksgivin prayers.

Edgar Albert Guest's other poems:
  1. The Truth about Envy
  2. Fishing Nooks
  3. Pa Did It!
  4. Hollyhocks
  5. A Boy's Tribute

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  • Joyce Kilmer ( ) Thanksgiving ("The roar of the world is in my ears")

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