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Some have the gift of song and som… Some have the gift of leadership a… And fame and wealth reward their f… told, But in good time their favorites g…
The finest tribute we can pay Unto our hero dead to-day, Is not a rose wreath, white and re… In memory of the blood they shed; It is to stand beside each mound,
Here’s to you, little mother, With your boy so far away; May the joy of service smother All your grief this Christmas day… May the magic of his splendor
WISH I was only as bright as my… Wish I could think of the things… His is a wit without any alloy, His are real jokes without venomou… Laugh? When he speaks, from the t…
SINCE I have done my best, I do Not fear the outcome; here I stan… Prepared for judgment when men vie… The labor of my heart and hand. If good, then happy I shall be,
Along a stream that raced and ran Through tangled trees and over sto… That long had heard the pipes o’… And shared the joys that nature ow… I met a fellow fisherman,
When I was a boy, and it chanced… Mother would always watch for me; She used to stand by the window pa… Worried and troubled as she could… And this was the question I used…
For all the beauties of the day, The innocence of childhood’s play, For health and strength and laught… Dear Lord, our thanks we now repe… For this our daily gift of food
Turn me loose and let me be Young once more and fancy free; Let me wander where I will, Down the lane and up the hill, Trudging barefoot in the dust
The skies are blue and the sun is… and the grass is green and soft And the old charm’s back in the ap… and it calls a boy aloft; And the same low voice that the ol…
A feller don’t start in to think o… the part that he’s playin’ down he… When there’s nobody lookin’ to him… an’ he don’t give a thought to nex… His faults don’t seem big an’ his…
OUT at Pelletier’s where the blo… An’ the tony Shetland ponies romp… Where the peacock on the fence rai… An’ the wolf hounds at the moon (i… Where the poultry sort o’ swaggers…
When I was but a little lad, not… I noticed in a general way my dad… He liked the little ways I had, t… Sometimes he gave me words of prai… And when I’d done a thing worth w…
I NEVER knew him, for he never… Up as so many strong little ones d… Just a year on the earth with his… God came and took Jimmy to heaven… And 't was years after that when…
Who has a troop of romping youth About his parlour floor, Who nightly hears a round of cheer… When he is at the door, Who is attacked on every side