by Edgar Guest
And if I shall remember
the tulips of the spring,
the Christmas each December
the songs the children sing,
their bits of merry laughter
which meant so much to me,
that’s all in that hereafter
I’ll keep in memory.
I do not ask to go there
with boastful tales to tell;
I’d like to have them know there
this life I’ve loved so well.
I would recall a few things
my eyes rejoiced to see,
the tender and the true things
which brightened life for me.
And shall I wake from sleeping
to face eternity
but these I would be keeping
of earthly memory;
but these I would remember:
the songs the children sing
the Christmas each December,
the tulips in the spring.
From the Collected Verse of Edgar A. Guest
© 1934 by the Reilly & Lee Company
Christine's Collection 
Those are all nice things to remember.
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They are indeed. We’re privileged to enjoy and remember many things in this life.
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