Poem: “The Path That Leads To Home” by Edgar A. Guest

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The Path That Leads To Home

The little path that leads to home,
    That is the road for me,
  I know no finer path to roam,
    With finer sights to see.
  With thoroughfares the world is lined
    That lead to wonders new,
  But he who treads them leaves behind
    The tender things and true.

  Oh, north and south and east and west
    The crowded roadways go,
  And sweating brow and weary breast
    Are all they seem to know.
  And mad for pleasure some are bent,
    And some are seeking fame,
  And some are sick with discontent,
    And some are bruised and lame.

  Across the world the gleaming steel
    Holds out its lure for men,
  But no one finds his comfort real
    Till he comes home again.
  And charted lanes now line the sea
    For weary hearts to roam,
  But, Oh, the finest path to me
    Is that which leads to home.

  ‘Tis there I come to laughing eyes
    And find a welcome true;
  ‘Tis there all care behind me lies
    And joy is ever new.
  And, Oh, when every day is done
    Upon that little street,
  A pair of rosy youngsters run
    To me with flying feet.

  The world with myriad paths is lined
    But one alone for me,
  One little road where I may find
    The charms I want to see.
  Though thoroughfares majestic call
    The multitude to roam,
  I would not leave, to know them all,
    The path that leads to home.

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