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Old 09-13-2007, 03:51 PM   #110
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Home, Sweet Home
By John Howard Payne.

‘Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne’er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home! There’s no place like home!

How sweet ‘tis to sit ‘neath a fond father’s smile,
And the caress of a mother to soothe and beguile!
Let others delight ‘mid new pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There’s no place like home! There’s no place like home!
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An Ideal Home.
By B. E. Warren.

Like heaven above, but it’s heaven on earth,
The home that is ideal, of infinite worth;
A home where love rules with the tenderest care,
A home where God’s worshiped, where He answers prayer.
Where God’s law of kindness rules every soul,
Where Christ fill the human with sweet self-control,
Where heaven’s rich graces in sweet clusters grow,
Where all hearts are washed in the all-cleansing flow.
If Christ’s divine virtues abide in each one,
The home will be glorious, just heaven begun;
And thus we’ll establish some branches on earth,
And run them to save souls of infinite worth.
The home is for training, a foundation sure,
To build noble character strong and secure,
To make safe for heaven when done with life’s race.
The home fires kept burning with radiant glow-
The joy of such blessings all hearts here should know;
Beyond earth’s remotest bounds, far, far away,
The home light is shining for us lest we stray.
If we live for pleasures that never shall die,
We’ll make others happy (we can if we try),
For time is too short and the grave is too near;
Build homes and save souls, for eternity’s year.
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Beatitudes for the Homes
Author Unknown.

BLESSED are the husband and wife who continue to be affectionate and considerate, loving after the wedding bells have ceased ringing.
BLESSED are the husband and wife who are as polite and courteous to one another as they are to their friends.
BLESSED are they who have a sense of humor, for this attribute will be a handy shock absorber.
BLESSED are they who love their mates more than any other person in the world and who joyfully fulfill their marriage vows of a lifetime of fidelity and mutual helpfulness to one another.
BLESSED are they who remember to thank God for their food before they partake of it, and who set apart some time each day for the reading of the Bible and for prayer.
BLESSED are those mates who never speak loudly to one another and who make their home a place where seldom is heard a discouraging word.
BLESSED are the husband and wife who can work out problems of adjustments without interference from relatives.
BLESSED is the couple who has a complete understanding about financial matters and who has worked out a perfect partnership with all money under the control of both.
BLESSED are the husband and wife who humbly dedicate their lives and their home to Christ and who practice the teachings of Christ in the home by being unselfish, loyal, and loving.
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America Begins at Home.
By Craig E. Sathoff.

America begins at home
With every child’s need
For guidance and direction
In establishing a creed.

The roots that shape America
Are formed most surely where
A child spends the vital years
Within his parents’ care.

Perhaps the close-knit family
Where each one has a task
Does more to aid America
Than anyone could ask.

Responsiblities at home
Build roots both firm and strong,
To guide our future leaders
In whatever comes along.

To work and strive is no disgrace,
Instead it is a joy
To build a great America
That cannot be destroyed.

This beautiful America,
So blessed with liberty,
Begins at home . . . its true success
Depends on you and me.
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The Little Chap Who Follows Me!
Author Unknown.

A careful man I want to be;
A little fellow follows me.
I do not dare to go astray
For fear he’ll go the self-same way.

I cannot once escape his eyes,
Whate’er he sees me do, he tries.
Like me he says he’s going to be;
The little chap who follows me.
He thinks that I’m so very fine,
Believes in every word of mine.
The base in me he must not see;
The little chap who follows me.
I must remember as I go
Through summer’s sun and winter’s snow,
I’m building for the years to be;
The little chap who follows me.
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Some poems from SCS:

Wedding Conversation Cards

Child of my Child

Grandma's

Retirement Poem

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M & M poem by Pam Ridenour; Spare Reindeer Noses, & Xmas Elf
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