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21890	Guest, Edgar A. (Edgar Albert)	The Path to Home			.txt	text/plain	29821	2416	99	That can rest a weary pilgrim like the little place called home. To sit in a chair like a good little lad, And so it seemed that night and day we knew a mother's care-God made the little boys for fun, for rough and tumble times of play; Men needed eyes divinely blue to toil by day and still be glad. So rich as being just a boy, a little boy on Christmas Day. I'd like once more to stand and gaze enraptured on a tinseled tree, To be just once again a boy, a little boy on Christmas Day. I'd like to see a pair of skates the way they looked to me back then, He liked the little ways I had, the simple things I said; There are little eyes upon you, and they're watching night and day; And a little boy that's dreaming of the day he'll be like you.	./cache/21890.txt	./txt/21890.txt