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Edgar Albert Guest

I lived from 1881-1959. I was from the United States, and am in the Americas category.

I was influenced by poet Edmund Vance Cooke .

Eddie Guest was born in Birmingham, Warwickshire, England in 1881, moving to Michigan USA as a young child, it was here he was educated.

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  • Myself
    I have to live with myself and so
    I want to be fit for myself to know.
    23 lines, 13 comments
  • My Creed
    To live as gently as I can;
    To be, no matter where, a man;
    24 lines, 9 comments
  • It Couldn’t Be Done
    Somebody said that it couldn’t be done,
        But, he with a chuckle replied
    25 lines, 8 comments
  • A Child Of Mine
    I will lend you, for a little time,
    A child of mine, He said.
    35 lines, 6 comments
  • Equipment
    Figure it out for yourself, my lad,
    You've all that the greatest of men have had,
    33 lines
  • The Broken Drum
    There is sorrow in the household;
    There's a grief too hard to bear;
    32 lines, 5 comments
  • As Fall The Leaves
    As fall the leaves, so drop the days
      In silence from the tree of life;
    19 lines, 2 comments
  • See It Through
    When you're up against a trouble,
          Meet it squarely, face to face;
    25 lines, 1 comment
  • The Chaplain
    He was just a small church parson when the war broke out, and he
    Looked and dressed and acted like all parsons that we see.
    26 lines
  • Lemon Pie
    The world is full of gladness,
    There are joys of many kinds,
    24 lines
  • Tomorrow
    He was going to be all that a mortal should be
    Tomorrow.
    24 lines, 8 comments
  • A Boy And His Dog
    A boy and his dog make a glorious pair:
    No better friendship is found anywhere,
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • A Christmas Carol
    God bless you all this Christmas Day
    And drive the cares and griefs away.
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • At Breakfast Time
    My Pa he eats his breakfast
      in a funny sort of way:
    50 lines
  • Success And Failure
    I do not think all failure's undeserved,
    And all success is merely someone's luck;
    13 lines
  • Can't
    Can't is the worst word that's written or spoken;
    Doing more harm here than slander and lies;
    35 lines, 1 comment
  • A Friend
    A friend is one who stands to share
    Your every touch of grief and care.
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • It's September
    It's September, and the orchards are afire with red and gold,
    And the nights with dew are heavy, and the morning's sharp with cold;
    26 lines, 4 comments
  • Being Brave At Night
    The other night 'bout two o'clock, or maybe it was three,
    An elephant with shining tusks came chasing after me.
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • A Wish
    I'd like to be a boy again, a care-free prince of
        joy again,
    49 lines, 3 comments
  • The Perfect Dinner Table
    A table cloth that's slightly soiled
    Where greasy little hands have toiled;
    42 lines
  • The Little Home
    The little house is not too small
    To shelter friends who come to call.
    18 lines
  • Pa Did It!
    The train of cars that Santa brought is out of kilter now;
    While pa was showing how they went he broke the spring somehow.
    19 lines
  • The First Steps
    Last night I held my arms to you
    And you held yours to mine
    32 lines, 7 comments
  • What A Baby Costs
    "How much do babies cost?" said he
    The other night upon my knee;
    30 lines, 8 comments
  • The Kick Under The Table
    After a man has been married awhile,
    And his wife has grown used to his manner
    35 lines, 1 comment
  • Memory
    I stood and watched him playing,
    A little lad of three,
    30 lines, 3 comments
  • How Do You Tackle Your Work?
    How do you tackle your work each day?
    Are you scared of the job you find?
    34 lines
  • A Boy And His Dad
    A boy and his dad on a fishing trip-
      There is a glorious fellowship!
    34 lines, 3 comments
  • Lanes Of Memory
    Adown the lanes of memory bloom all the flowers of yesteryear,
    And looking back we smile to see life's bright red roses reappear,
    23 lines, 1 comment
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