Keep your dreams-they’re richer far

But every holiday presentsIts special round of play,And looking back on boyhood nowAnd all the charms it knew,One day, above the rest, somehow,Seems brightest in review.That day was finest, I believe;Though many grown-ups scoff,When mother said that we could leaveOur shoes and stockings off.Through all the pleasant days of springWe begged to know once moreThe…

And some have great ambition.A few there are who strive that theyMay save the heathen far away,Which is a noble mission.Still others work for riches vastTo have enough when youth is pastFor charitable giving;Yet millions of us work by day,And this our object is alway:To make a decent living.This is the secret of our toil,For…

The tiniest mite o’ a woman hasMore courage than a man, somehow.Lor’ bless me, when I hear a manA-braggin’ how he kep’ right onA pluggin’, fightin’ to’ards his goal,With all his hope of winnin’ gone,A-puffin’ out his chest with pride,It makes me smile, becoz I knowIf he ‘d a woman’s cross t’ bear,‘At he ‘d…

They ‘re big and ugly, cost a heap,And soon get out date.

At his neck there’s a glorious sun-painted streak,The bronze of his happiest years.Oh, he’s battered and bruised at the end of the day,But smiling before me he stands,And somehow I like to behold him that way.Yes, I like him with dirt on his hands.Last evening he painfully limped up to meHis tale of adventure to…

Poor little orphan boy of five, the city smoke and grimeTaint every cooling breeze he gets throughout the summer time;And he is just as your boy is, a child who loves to play,Except that he is drawn and white and cannot get away.And he would like the open fields, for often in his dreamsThe angels…