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“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.”

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Edgar Guest, born on August 20, 1881, and died on August 5, 1959, was a renowned British poet. His poetry is known for its simplicity, profoundness, and popularity among readers. more

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