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CERTAIN JOYS.

I shall not fail in this,
Whate'er the day may bring:
I'll smile to feel my baby's kiss
And hear the robins sing.

I'll joy to greet the morning sun.
And every garden rose,
And marvel as I look upon
My baby's little toes.

This heart of mine will leap
With joy, in spite of care,
To see my little babe asleep
Upon her pillow there.

I'll greet my friends with cheer,
Whoe'er those friends may be;
In spite of doubt or fear,
They'll still belong to me.

Oh, there is much in life
Beyond the moments sad,
Beyond the pain and strife,
To keep a mortal glad,
-Edgar A. Guest.
(Copyright, 1923, by Edgar A. Guest.)