by Edgar Guest
A book to read, an easy chair,
a garden when the days are fair,
a friend or two life’s path to share.
A game to play, a task to do,
a goal to strive for and pursue,
sweet sleep to last the whole night through.
Such wisdom as will man befit
to sit with learned sage and wit
discussing life and holy writ.
Some judgment as to right and wrong,
the sense to value mirth and song,
with these the humblest man is strong.
With these the humblest man can fine
his path with countless pleasures lined:
contentment, pride, and peace of mind.
From the book Collected Verse of Edgar A. Guest,
©1934 by the Reilly & Lee Co