Gettin' together to smile and
And eatin' and laughin' with folks of your choice;
And kissin' the girls and declarin' that they
more beautiful day after day.
Chattin' and braggin' a bit with the
Buildin' the old family circle again;
wholesome and old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile at the end of
Greetings fly fast as we crowd
through the door,
And under the old roof we gather once
Just as we did when the youngsters were small,
a little bit grayer, that's all.
Father's a little bit older, but
Ready to romp and to laugh with a will;
Here we are back
at the table again,
Tellin' our stories as women and men.
Bowed are our heads for a moment in
Oh, but we're grateful and glad to be there;
the east land and home from the west,
Home with the folks that
are dearest and best.
Out of the sham of the cities
We've come for a time to be just what we are;
can talk of ourselves and be frank,
Forgettin' position and
station and rank.
Give me the end of the year and its
When most of the plannin' and toilin' is done;
the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I
Hear the old voices still ringin'
See the old faces unblemished by wrong;
old table with all of its chairs,
And I'll put soul in my
~ Edgar A. Guest ~
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