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He was going to be all that a mort… Tomorrow. No one should be kinder or braver… Tomorrow. A friend who was troubled and wear…
With a twinkle in his eye He’d come gayly walkin’ by An’ he’d whistle to the children An’ he’d beckon 'em to come, Then he’d chuckle low an’ say,
Little girlie, kneeling there, Speaking low your evening prayer, In your cunning little nightie With your pink toes peeping throug… With your eyes closed and your han…
Pete bristles when the doorbell ri… Last night he didn’t act the same. Dogs have a way of knowin’ things, An’ when the dreaded cable came, He looked at mother an’ he whined
WHOM is your boy going to for ad… Tough Johnny Jones at the end of… Rough Billy Green or untaught Ji… Who is now guiding his innocent fe… Who takes him walking or swimming…
You are the fellow that has to dec… Whether you’ll do it or toss it as… You are the fellow who makes up yo… Whether you’ll lead or will linger… Whether you’ll try for the goal th…
There never was a family without i… With legs a little longer than the… An’ a shock of hair that brush an’… An’ hands that somehow never seem… The one with freckled features and…
These are the memories of tomorrow… Smile of friend we meet today, Sympathy to soothe our sorrow, Roses blooming by the way; Little jests to cheer the living,
There is sorrow in the household; There’s a grief too hard to bear; There’s a little cheek that’s tear… There’s a sobbing baby there. And try how we will to comfort,
SWEET is a rosebud, pink or red, And sweet are the blooms of May, And sweet is the fragrance about u… On many a summer day. Oh, the world is full of such swee…
BLUE skies mighty temptin’, an’… An’ my wo’k is gettin’ harder eber… Ain’t a-takin’ any int’rest in de… Jes’ sittin’ heah an’ wishin’ time… Jes’ a-wishin’ fo’ de fishin’
A little ship goes out to sea As soon as we have finished tea; Off yonder where the big moon glow… This tiny little vessel goes, But never grown-up eyes have seen
(In which Ye Ed attempts the mill… We stood at the tee and the driver… Then we put back the turf; At the ball, then a thing called t… Then we put back the turf.
IT doesn’t seem a year ago that I… The icy steps that lead below at 1… And puttering round the kitchen st… As I stood there and waited for h… Then sampled it to see that it was…
He limped into the place one day,… ‘Just half a man,’ he told the bos… An accident did this to me, ’twere… It robbed me of efficiency, but le… The boss said kindly unto him: 'T…