I See You've Travelled Some <br />Wherever you may chance to be — wherever you may roam, <br />Far away in foreign lands; or just at home sweet home; <br />It always gives you pleasure, it makes your heart strings hum <br /> Just to hear <br /> The words of cheer, <br /> 'I see you've travelled some.' <br /> <br /> When you get a brother's greeting, and he takes you by the hand, <br /> It thrills you with a feeling that you cannot understand, <br /> You feel that bond of brotherhood, that tie that's sure to come <br /> When you hear him say <br /> In a friendly way <br /> 'I see you've travelled some.' <br /> <br /> And if you are a stranger, in strange lands all alone <br /> If fate has left you stranded, dead broke and far from home, <br /> Oh, it's a grand and glorious feeling, it thrills you; makes you numb, <br /> When he says with a grip <br /> Of fellowship, <br /> 'I see you've travelled some.' <br /> <br /> And when your final summons comes, to take a last long trip, <br /> Adorned with Lambskin Apron White and gems of fellowship — <br /> The Tiler at the Golden Gate, with Square and Level and Plumb <br /> Will size up your pin <br /> And say 'Walk In: <br /> I see you've travelled some.'<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-see-you-ve-travelled-some-2/
