| Show I JUST FOLKS By Iv EDGAR GUEST LITTLE LITILE THINGS Its It's the little things that tha matter Every time he had to roam He purchased pretty trinkets for tor forthe forthe the ones who stayed at home They'd be De something inexpensive he had noticed that he bought They'd but little market value but were rich in loving thought He would stop at times for candy in the evening homeward bound Not the largest box they offered sometimes merely half a pound But he gloried in surprises and joy of presents small small small- i Just to prove to those who loved him hed he'd been thinking of them all Its It's the little things that matter not the ones by which were we're tasked But the ones we think of ot doing without waiting to be asked And his home knew that contentment contentment contentment content content- ment which from love and courage springs And his family adored him since he did the little things Copyright 1947 Edgar A. A Guest |