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EDGAR A. GUEST J. G. Braddock Sr. |
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When I was a kid many years ago, the local newspaper ran an Edgar A. Guest poem in every day's issue. As I was too young then to appreciate poetry, I only recall the oft repeated line from one of them: "It takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home" I recently stumbled on a web site containing many of his poems and immediately became addicted to his works. I found them to be so inspiring that I was inspired to write the accompanying poem as tribute to him. Following some of the poem's stanzas are links to some of his works. In addition to the two excellent web sites to which these links take you, books of some of his works can be found in Google at the following links: |
It’s hard to read a poem by Edgar A.
Guest The over eleven thousand works of
rhyme He wrote of the many necessary ingredients He
Who Serves Can't
Compensation
Sermons
We See A recurring theme of his is the kind
of love Home
Thanksgiving
Only a Dad
The Little
Home Many are the lines of patriotic verse
he spent, The
Wrist Watch Man No
Better Land Than This A
Creed He versified deep thoughts of heavenly
things: Grace
at Evening If
This Were All A
Father's Prayer Silent There flowed
endlessly from his fertile mind, If
You Would Please Me Out
Fishin What
Makes a Soldier Grest O that every generation would read
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