Helen's Corner - Book I

A Goal

"There is no thrill in easy sailing,
When the skies are clear and blue,
There is no joy in merely doing,
Things that anyone can do.
But there is some satisfaction,
That is might sweet to take,
When you reach a destination,
You thought you'd never make."
~Excerpt from a poem by Edgar A. Guest

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The above is from the poem "Pluck"  by Edgar A. Guest.

Girls when they went for a swim
Used to dress like Mother Hubbard
But now, they have a different whim,
And dress more like her cupboard.

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The above is from the poem "Bare" by Witt. I do not know this poet's full name or if this is a pen name.

At night when all her prayers are said,
And soft and swift she lays in bed,
She turns her head and looks at me,
And says, "Tonight I got in free".

Circa 1938-1942

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Mom quoted this first stanza to me and to her granddaughters several times. It was inspiration for many, many tough times. She had this poem titled "A Goal Caps.", but I do not know why she titled it this way. The two stanzas that follow seem somewhat random and unrelated.