A Happy Man 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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