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Edgar Guest - Charms
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SWEET is a rosebud, pink or red,
And sweet are the blooms of May,
And sweet is the fragrance about us shed
On many a summer day.
Oh, the world is full of such sweetness rare
To make our joys completer,
But there `s nothing so sweet on this earth, I swear, 
But a baby`s smile is sweeter.

Fair is the blue in the summer skies,
And fair is the summer sun,
And fair is the look in a sweetheart`s eyes
When a man her heart has won.
The world is crowded with splendors fair
To gladden each burden-bearer, 
But there`s nothing so fair on the earth, I swear,
But the charms of a babe are fairer.

Dear to us all are the friends we love,
And dear are the hopes we cling to;
And dear, indeed, are the memories of
The loved ones we used to sing to.
Oh, the world is crowded with treasures dear,
To our hearts, above all, they `re nearer;
But there`s nothing so dear you can mention here,
But the baby you love is dearer.
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