Home Coming

This is a poem by Lilly M. Sharp.

Sharp Family Reunion in 1931. Lilly M. Sharp is in the back seated row, third from the left.

“Home Coming”

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I’m feeling quite elated

With the prospect in view;

For a real good time for everyone,

That will come and join our crew.

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There’ll be lots of nice singing

and recitation with a vim,

It will be a joyful day,

For those that will join in.

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There’s always plenty cooked

For the crowd that always comes

And every one enjoys it,

From Grandma to the sons.

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There you meet old friends

That you haven’t seen for years;

There’ll be joy and laughter,

Mingled with your tears.

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How we enjoy old comrads,

Coming many miles to see;

Their chums they loved in childhood

That means all you and me.

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We know not how long,

The privilege we will have;

To meet our dear old Playmates,

Or shake hands with dear old Dad.

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But we must make the best of it

And try to do whats right;

Have a smile for every-one

Try and make their troubles light.

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This big time I’ve been speaking of

I’d like you all to know;

Is on the 17th of March

And I hope that you’ll all go.

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Now that all must know

That its taken lots of work;

To get this big time up

And there has been no shirk.

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I think the least that we can do

Is to give to all three cheers;

That has helped to make it a success

For so many many years.

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This is another poem, unnamed, written by Lilly.

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Oh be not the first to discover,

A blog on the fame of a friend

A flaw in the case of another;

Whose heart may prove true to the end

A smile or a sigh may awaken,

Suspicion most false and undue,

And thus our belief may be shaken

In hearts that are honest and true.

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How often the bright smile of gladness

Is worn by the friends that we meet,

To cover a heart full of sadness,

To proud to acknowledge defeat,

How often the sign of dejection

Is heaved from the hypocrites breast;

To parody truth and affection,

A lull a suspicion to rest.

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Chorus

We none of us know one another

And oft into error my fall;

So let us speak well of our brother,

Or speak not about him at all.

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