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A Happy Man
(22 December 1869 – 6 April 1935 / Maine / United States)

A Happy Man

Poem By Edwin Arlington Robinson

When these graven lines you see,
Traveller, do not pity me;
Though I be among the dead,
Let no mournful word be said.

Children that I leave behind,
And their children, all were kind;
Near to them and to my wife,
I was happy all my life.

My three sons I married right,
And their sons I rocked at night;
Death nor sorrow never brought
Cause for one unhappy thought.

Now, and with no need of tears,
Here they leave me, full of years,--
Leave me to my quiet rest
In the region of the blest.

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i liked this poem :)
This is a good poem like plzzz
Its good very good i love it Be blessed
Destined to live away from own children old parents feel a bit of loneliness
it was very poetic and beautiful. I like that it had a moral and that it rhymed, please oh please write some more and make this person a blessed child.