NEVER so happy as when I 'm at home, <br />I 'm not so anxious to wander or roam; <br />Rather sit down with the folks who love me, <br />With somebody's youngster astride of my knee, <br />And gallop him off to the wonderful land, <br />Where armies are waiting his word to command, <br />Than listen to speeches by eloquent men <br />Who shout for an hour and then sit down again. <br /> <br />Never so happy as when I 'm at home, <br />Rather play tunes with a paper and comb <br />For a boy or a girl who may drop in to call, <br />For it's there that I shine if I do shine at all; <br />Rather sing ditties to tots that I know, <br />Than go to a party or go to a show, <br />Or listen to grown-ups with wisdom expound, <br />As their arms saw the air, and the tables they pound. <br /> <br />Never so happy as when I 'm at home, <br />Don't care to journey to Naples or Rome, <br />Rather stay here with the folks who love me, <br />Than run after strangers whoever they be; <br />A nod from a king or a smile from a lord <br />Wouldn't please me a bit. I 'd be terribly bored; <br />Rather stay here where I 'm loved and I 'm known, <br />Than get on my knees before any old throne.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rather-stay-home/
