Crying for peace,
My love for you
Could ne’er decease.
And if fate guides the battle
So our hearts doesn’t blend,
Just picture how sad
Will be the end.
TO REMIND YOU
Just a tender missive dear
As the days are drifting by,
And oh! I see your smiling face
When e’er I look into the sky.
JUST TO REMIND YOU
Smiles always gladden my heart
As the years come and go;
And should I be the longest liver
They’ll ne’er be buried beneath the snow.
One day of sorrow
To a brilliant and happy mind
Tears down its concrete thoughts
To sail the ocean of brine.
THE SINKING SHIP
The winds howled o’er
The dashing sea,
The ship was foundered
At half past three.
The captain yelled,
Life boats lowered!
There was a noise
Like a cannon roar,
’Twas the boilers burst below.
Then said the captain
Brave but slow,
It’s too late, boys,
We all must go.
SPRING’S EASTER LILY
(To my wife Ruby)
By the walk way grew
Spring’s Easter lily
Wet with the morning dew,
But with love I gave to Billy.
Now there is your petals nice and yellow
And rich as the dripping of gold.
So why are you lonely, little fellow,
You’ve won me, heart and soul.
Would you love to be a little present
And one that isn’t silly
To the sweetest little pheasant
My dearest, darling Billy.
MY SHIP OF THOUGHTS
Anchored deep in mid ocean
Are my ship of thoughts,
I should sail out and get them,
That’s just what I ought.
For once they run smooth
With calmness of the sea,
Bringing all of love’s beauty
Back home to me.
In a mad rushing storm,
But she would stand as brave,
When each flash of lightning
Showed the depth of her grave.
There’s no lighthouse
To guide her in,
Nor to raise her anchor
From the wages of sin.
THE SOUL OF A BUD
A darling little maiden
So sweet, so fair,
With tiny dimples
And beauty so rare,
But I wonder if goodness knows
If she e’er could repose.
From the sweet loving manner
She gave me this rose,
Now this tiny little bud
Seems to whisper in my ear,
Saying hearts of hearts with tenderness
To one another are dear.
ONE’S NEXT BEST FRIEND
I was lost in the valley
All veiled with fog,
Back o’er the hill
Was a howl of a dog.
He was doing his bit
In trying to keep peace,
For his dear old master
Had just deceased.
In that old cabin
Was a dear little child;
The wolves rushed around
Madly and wild.
On came the morn,
But I’d grown pale.
The sun came up and
Removed the veil.
Then I jogged along
O’er the bumpy ground,
I stopped at this cabin
And there I found
A wonderful baby!
With eyes so bright
’Twould light the way
Through the darkest night.
From under the bed
Came a grunt of a hog,
I knelt and found
’Twas that little dog.
CREATION
We are all created by our Father above
And one’s no better than the other
When we keepeth His command.
HUMIN TU DE AIR
Raifield, yo aks like a ole time barh
Round heah a studen al in despah;
No Ise humin tu de air.
Stah clean awafum dat pot uv mine,
Caus when dah’s wok yo’s hard tu find.
Well, sur; ef he ain’t eten my pie I du declah,
I ges yo call dat a humin tu de air.
Yes, I members de uder dah
When Lindy Jones wus don dis wah
An yo all had a powful lot tu say,
Caus I no’s she am purty an mity fair,
But yo’ll lose yo home ef dats humin tu de air.
Now I want yo tu tucker an lef me go,
An don’t yo nebber cros my doah.
Yawll goner make one hungry pair
Caus yo can’t make a libben humin tu de air.
IN MY THOUGHTS OF YOU
Now I sit and look in space
My brightest hopes has gone to waste,
The rose of my dreams
Won’t bloom it seems
While my mind’s anchored deep
In my thoughts of you.
No one knows how my heart does ache,
No one sees my nights of wake.
The moon is hidden behind the clouds,
The stars peep through an all dark shroud
In my thoughts of you.
MY DEAREST DARLING RUBY
Fate had lost my treasure
In the valley of dehuby,
Time led on and there I found
My dearest, darling Ruby.
All my days I hunted in vain
Through ice, sleet, snow and rain.
And on the darkest day,
This was my pay,
My dearest, darling Ruby.
Only death can part us dear,
If away a moment it seems like a year,
Life for me would ne’er be bright,
The stars would fail to shine at night
Without my dearest, darling, Ruby.
HERE AND THERE
Here’s the rose, that bloomed in the spring,
There’s its petals flying.
Here’s my heart, that wants your love,
There like that flower, it is dying.
Here’s to a day, and its sunshine,
There to east is a cloud,
There in a moment, it could hide the sun,
Here all nature’s heads, will be bowed.
Here’s my thoughts of yesterday,
There’s my thoughts of tomorrow,
Here the ladder shows a brightness,
There goes sorrow.
Look on both
The bright and dark side of life
And there your faults may be found.
ONE SWEET DREAM
In looking way ahead
Into the distant time
So beautiful is my thoughts
If I can make them rhyme.
Long beside the road
Is a bungalow for two,
In my wonderful vision
’Twas built for me and you.
My heart was the hammer,
My soul clinched the nails,
’Twas finished with my love
To withstand the on coming gale.
DARLING EDNA MAY
(To Mr. and Mrs. Poindexter)
How sad was this Christmas,
Though for some ’twas a happy day,
But mourns a mother and father
For their darling Edna May.
But she’s gone on into glory
To soar the golden way,
She knows no sorrow like mother and father
For their darling Edna May.
Though on and on through the distant years,
When mother and father are old and gray,
Christmas brings saddest memories
Of their darling Edna May.
LIFE’S PRETTY WAY
Oh! how nice
When the sun is shining bright,
To take a long walk
While breezes blow light.
It revives your soul,
Your heart is gay
Strolling the road
Of life’s pretty way.
You’ll walk on the grass
So beautiful and green,
And gone art your memories
Of the past winter’s scene.
You’ll enjoy all the love
In this bright summer’s day,
Wandering the road
Of life’s pretty way.
RAS BAYLEM’S SPEECH
Ladies an gentlems, fello citisans, it behooves me wid
de mostest ux tudigrad
To stood be fo sich coteligent audance, dat it makes me base my talk, down
Around John’s tato-pach about de third or de fouf hill, am, am, am.
We am interin de war at de mos critical time,
And I want all yo colored citisans tu fall rite in line,
Don’t bother den slackers cause yo nearins’ dangers do,
Dis am de only country dat any uv us know.
Stah wah dem Germans cause dah puts foolness in yo head,
Gis reach up an kiss O Glorie an wish de Kaiser am dead.
MY DREAM
I thought I’d forgotten you, dearie,
But you returned in my golden dream.
The distant years faded you in person,
But again you’re fresh in memory it seems.
Just like the rose wants morning dew,
That’s how my dream makes me want you.
Cruel fate and time has drifted us apart,
I smile on the world, but no one knows my heart.
Oh! let me dream both night and day,
That I may dream my sorrows away
Into a land of passing breeze
To give my heart one moment’s ease.
A SAILOR’S FATE
Lowered deep was the anchor
As the waves rolled high,
With thought of loved ones
Between each sigh.
This was their minds
As they gazed into the sky,
Making peace with their Savior,
For they knew they had to die.
Have mercy on us, Lord, as we pray to Thee
Save us as we’re descending down,
Let us go not, without the holy ground.
Glad hearts often
Through broken hearts ring,
To teach the voice
A little song to sing.
AT EVE
From behind the clouds
Peeps the golden sun,
To kiss the rose,
Because the day is done.
SHE SAID. THEN HE SAID THE REST
Oh! my lovely walk,
Down love’s shady way,
The birds soft, sweet singing
Adds beauty to the day.
TRUE
Have you ever stopped to think, my friend,
Of your simple life from beginning to end.
It pays us now to pull with strife
For youth comes but once in life.
There’s two paths up and down the hill
To seek one or the other is your own free will.
CUPID
The moment I saw
Your dear sweet face,
Cupid with its arrow
Took its place.
Be not discouraged over life’s hard struggle,
Have brighter thoughts and discouragement shrugs.
MY THOUGHTS OF IT
Love is a link, a connector of hearts,
Allow no one to tear it apart.
It’s a food for heart, soul and mind,
True love is ever blind.
THE THOUGHT OF A CHILD
Train your children manners and behavior
While around the cradle they creep,
Then good tidings will ever follow them
After you sleep in the deep.
A GENIUS
On yonder hill sits a genius
In heaven’s guiding hand,
That pours his thoughts just as he writes
His power is God not man.
FOR MY HEART
When the heart is crippled
And the soul cannot be raised,
Just think of dear old mother
That’s the spark that lights the blaze.
ROUND RY ROUND
Just a word of consolation
While I dream night and day,
Will help me climb the ladder of fame
Though the top is far away.
A THOUGHT WE SHOULD HAVE
My heart at times loses a beat,
But the trouble will ne’er be known,
For I have that much mother wit
Each tub has a bottom of its own.
It’s easy to be good in life,
But hard to be faultless.
Good thoughts on the mind
Should lie deep in the heart.
So bountifully in, flows the word keep peace.
Dare not e’er to intrude.
A man who smiles through the deepest of sorrow
To his own heart adds a value untold.