Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving

By Edgar Guest - 1881-1959

 

Gettin' together to smile an' rejoice, 

An' eatin' an' laughin' with folks of your choice; 

An' kissin' the girls an' declarin' that they 

Are growin' more beautiful day after day; 

Chattin' an' braggin' a bit with the men, 

Buildin' the old family circle again; 

Livin' the wholesome an' old-fashioned cheer, 

Just for awhile at the end of the year. 

 

Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door 

And under the old roof we gather once more 

Just as we did when the youngsters were small; 

Mother's a little bit grayer, that's all. 

Father's a little bit older, but still 

Ready to romp an' to laugh with a will. 

Here we are back at the table again 

Tellin' our stories as women an' men. 

 

Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer; 

Oh, but we're grateful an' glad to be there. 

Home from the east land an' home from the west, 

Home with the folks that are dearest an' best. 

Out of the sham of the cities afar 

We've come for a time to be just what we are. 

Here we can talk of ourselves an' be frank, 

Forgettin' position an' station an' rank. 

 

Give me the end of the year an' its fun 

When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done; 

Bring all the wanderers home to the nest, 

Let me sit down with the ones I love best, 

Hear the old voices still ringin' with song, 

See the old faces unblemished by wrong, 

See the old table with all of its chairs 

An' I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers.

 

 

About the Poet

On August 20, 1881, Edgar Guest was born in Birmingham, England, to Edwin and Julia Wayne Guest. The family settled in Detroit, Michigan, in 1891. When Edwin lost his job in 1893, eleven-year-old Edgar between working odd jobs after school. In 1895 he was hired as a copy boy for the Detroit Free Press, where he would work for almost sixty-five years. His father died when the poet was seventeen, and Guest was forced to drop out of high school and work full time at the newspaper. He worked his way up from a copy boy to a job in the news department. His first poem appeared on December 11, 1898. His weekly column, "Chaff," first appeared in 1904; his topical verses eventually became the daily "Breakfast Table Chat," which was syndicated to over three-hundred newspapers throughout the United States.

 

Guest married Nellie Crossman in 1906. The couple had three children. His brother Harry printed his first two books, Home Rhymes and Just Glad Things, in small editions. His verse quickly found an audience and the Chicago firm of Reilly and Britton began to publish his books at a rate of nearly one per year. His collections include Just Folks(1917), Over Here (1918), When Day Is Done (1921), The Passing Throng (1923), Harbor Lights of Home (1928), and Today and Tomorrow (1942).

 

From 1931 to 1942, Guest broadcast a weekly program on NBC radio. In 1951, "A Guest in Your Home" appeared on NBC TV. He published more than twenty volumes of poetry and was thought to have written over 11,000 poems. Guest has been called "the poet of the people." Most often, his poems were fourteen lines long and presented a deeply sentimental view of everyday life. He considered himself "a newspaper man who wrote verses." Of his poem he said, "I take simple everyday things that happen to me and I figure it happens to a lot of other people and I make simple rhymes out of them." His Collected Verse appeared in 1934 and went into at least eleven editions. Edgar Guest died on August 5, 1959.