[Poems by Child in] Looking toward sunset From Sources Old and New, Original and Selected |
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OLD FOLKS AT HOME. |
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OLD FOLKS AT HOME.
They love the places where they wandered
When they were young;
They love the books they've often pondered,
They love the tunes they've sung.
When they were young;
They love the books they've often pondered,
They love the tunes they've sung.
The easy-chair, so soft and dozy,
Is their delight;
The ample slippers, warm and cozy,
And the dear old bed at night.
Is their delight;
The ample slippers, warm and cozy,
And the dear old bed at night.
CHORUS.
Near their hearth-stones, warm and cheery,
Where, by night or day,
They're free to rest when they are weary,
There the old folks love to stay.
Where, by night or day,
They're free to rest when they are weary,
There the old folks love to stay.
L. M. C.
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