Show at close ilo s e of day D by dawrence Oa O wrence hawthorne theres a certain tender beelin that I 1 notice comes a round my heart and never seems to go away till the chores have been completed and once more we all are seated to enjoy the restful clodin of the day darkness somehow always finds us in a state 0 mind that binds us to the fireside we ha have 1 ve learned to know so well home to us is still a treasure and we get a heip heap 0 op pleasure leasure prom from its comforts mare more than tongue can ever tell i folks who cherish home and stay there those who eat an sleep an play there are the folks who know what happiness can be oh theres nothing half so eleasin plea sin when the world outside is freelin free zin As this cozy nook that love keeps warm for me when old age at last has found ni me when its shadows creep around me and lifes sunshine slowly fades an disappears then with heart still free from sadness iti in this home where all is gladness ill enjoy the peaceful twilight of they earsl |