SWEET is a rosebud, pink or red, <br />And sweet are the blooms of May, <br />And sweet is the fragrance about us shed <br />On many a summer day. <br />Oh, the world is full of such sweetness rare <br />To make our joys completer, <br />But there 's nothing so sweet on this earth, I swear, <br />But a baby's smile is sweeter. <br /> <br />Fair is the blue in the summer skies, <br />And fair is the summer sun, <br />And fair is the look in a sweetheart's eyes <br />When a man her heart has won. <br />The world is crowded with splendors fair <br />To gladden each burden-bearer, <br />But there's nothing so fair on the earth, I swear, <br />But the charms of a babe are fairer. <br /> <br />Dear to us all are the friends we love, <br />And dear are the hopes we cling to; <br />And dear, indeed, are the memories of <br />The loved ones we used to sing to. <br />Oh, the world is crowded with treasures dear, <br />To our hearts, above all, they 're nearer; <br />But there's nothing so dear you can mention here, <br />But the baby you love is dearer.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/charms-5/
