A Heap o' Livin': Home - Edgar A. Guest

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Home
by Edgar Guest


It takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home,
A heap o' sun an' shadder, an' ye sometimes have t' roam
Afore ye really 'preciate the things ye lef' behind,
An' hunger fer 'em somehow, with 'em allus on yer mind.
It don't make any differunce how rich ye get t' be,
How much yer chairs
an' tables cost, how great yer luxury;
I ain't home t' ye, though it be the palace of a king,
Until somehow yer soul is sort o' wrapped round everything.

Home ain't a place that gold can buy or get up in a minute;
Afore it's home there's got t' be a heap o' livin' in it;
Within the walls there's got t' be some babies born, and then
Right there ye've got t' bring 'em up t' women good, an'
men;
And gradjerly, as time goes on, ye find
ye wouldn't part
With
anything they ever used -- they've grown into yer heart:
The old high chairs, the playthings, too, the little shoes they wore
Ye hoard; an' if ye could ye'd keep the thumb marks on the door.

Ye've got t' weep t' make it home, ye've got t' sit an' sigh
An' watch beside a loved one's bed, an' know that Death is nigh;
An' in the stillness o' the night t' see Death's angel come,
An' close the eyes o' her that smiled,
an' leave her sweet voice
dumb.
Fer these are scenes that grip the heart,
an' when yer tears are dried,
Ye find the home is dearer than it was, an' sanctified;
An' tuggin' at ye always are the pleasant memories
O' her that was an' is no more -- ye can't escape from these.

Ye've got t' sing an' dance fer years, ye've got t' romp an' play,
An' learn t' love the things ye have by usin' 'em each day;
Even the
roses 'round the porch must blossom year by year
Afore
they 'come a
part o' ye, suggestin' someone dear
Who used t' love 'em long ago, an' trained 'em jes' t' run
The way they do, so's they would get the early mornin' sun;
Ye've got t' love each brick an' stone from cellar up t' dome:
It takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home.

From the book "A Heap o' Livin'" ©1916
Thanks to Mary Repass-Friend for this poem

~ Unsorted ~
Good Books When Day Is Done What We Need
God Made This Day For Me The Homely Man The Joys We Miss
What I Call Living If This Were All A Christmas Carol
Forgotten Boyhood The Peaks of Valor No Children!
The Loss Is Not So Great Home and the Office He's Taken Out His Papers
No Room for Hate A Boy and His Dog No Better Land Than This

~ Patriotism ~
A Patriotic Creed Memorial Day Show the Flag
Things That Make A Soldier Great
Forefathers' Day A Creed A Patriotic Wish
The Future

~ Everyday Living ~
Raisen Pie Out Fishin'

~ Friendship ~
A Friend Be A Friend A Friends Greeting

~ Having Character ~
At The Door Myself You
The Brethren The Love of the Game Influence
The Finer Thought When You Know A Fellow Thoughtlessness
Things That Haven't Been Done Before The Cheat Equipment
True Nobility Can't

~ On Being A Dad ~
Only A Dad Afraid Of His Dad Story Telling

~ Boys & Girls ~
Treasures The Beauties Being Brave At Night
A Boy and His Dad The Good Little Boy

~ The Babies ~
A New Baby In The House A Child Of Mine
When A Baby Dies Baby Feet What A Baby Costs

~ Being A Man ~
A Real Man My Creed A Man
Lord Make Me A Regular Man The Man Who Couldn't Save
The True Man Answering Him

~ Home & The Family~
The Little Home On Going Home For Christmas Take Home A Smile
The Stick-Together Families The Perfect Dinner Table
Home (It Takes A Heap O' Livin')

~ God & Faith ~
Silent When Sorrow Comes Sermons We See
The First Easter As We Prayed The Weaver
Faith On a Certain Religious Argument

~ Life ~
Life It Couldn't Be Done See It Through
Life's Canvas

~ A Certain Kind Of Folk ~
The Lighthouse Keeper Wonders The Scoutmaster

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