Safe at Home

By Edgar Albert Guest

Let the old fire blaze

An’ the youngsters shout

An’ the dog on the rug

Sprawl full length out,

An’ Mother an’ I

Sort o’ settle down —

An’ it's little we care

For the noisy town.

Oh, it's little we care

That the wind may blow,

An’ the streets grow white

With the drifted snow;

We'll face the storm

With the break o’ day,

But to-night we'll dream

An’ we'll sing an’ play.

We'll sit by the fire

Where it's snug an’ warm,

An’ pay no heed

To the winter storm;

With a sheltering roof

Let the blizzard roar;

We are safe at home —

Can a king say more?

That's all that counts

When the day is done:

The smiles of love

And the youngsters’ fun,

The cares put down

With the evening gloam —

Here's the joy of all:

To be safe at home.