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Poem: “The Home-Town” by Edgar A. Guest

A Heap o’ Livin’

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEdgar A. GuestPoems by Edgar A. GuestA Heap o’ Livin’
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The Home-Town


  Some folks leave home for money
    And some leave home for fame,
  Some seek skies always sunny,
    And some depart in shame.
  I care not what the reason
    Men travel east and west,
  Or what the month or season—
    The home-town is the best.

  The home-town is the glad town
    Where something real abides;
  ‘Tis not the money-mad town
    That all its spirit hides.
  Though strangers scoff and flout it
    And even jeer its name,
  It has a charm about it
    No other town can claim.

  The home-town skies seem bluer
    Than skies that stretch away,
  The home-town friends seem truer
    And kinder through the day;
  And whether glum or cheery
    Light-hearted or depressed,
  Or struggle-fit or weary,
    I like the home-town best.

  Let him who will, go wander
    To distant towns to live,
  Of some things I am fonder
    Than all they have to give.
  The gold of distant places
    Could not repay me quite
  For those familiar faces
    That keep the home-town bright.


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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEdgar A. GuestPoems by Edgar A. GuestA Heap o’ Livin’



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