I never knew the joy of getting home,
I never knew how fast a heart could beat;
I never tasted joy,
Till the day my little boy
Came running up to meet me on the street.
I never knew the pleasure of a smile,
I never knew the music of a voice
Till I heard my baby greet me,
On this day he ran to meet me
In a way that made my weary heart rejoice.
I never knew a welcome half so true,
Till I heard his 'hello daddy!' down the street;
And though weary as could be,
When he scampered up to me,
There was comfort in the patter of his feet.
I never knew the charm of laughing eyes,
I never knew how happy I could be;
I never knew the cheer
That makes worry disappear,
Till the day my baby first ran up to me.
Joy
Edgar Albert Guest
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