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If you should see a fellow-man with trouble's flag unfurled, An' lookin' like he didn't have a friend in all the world, Go up and slap him on the back, and holler "How d'you do?" And grasp his hand so warm he'll know he has a friend in you,
Then ax him what's a-hurtin' him, an' laugh his cares away, And tell him the darkest night is just before the day. Don't talk in graveyard palaver, but say it right out loud, That God will sprinkle sunshine in the trail of every cloud.
This world at best is but a hash of pleasure and of pain; Some days are bright and sunny, and some all sloshed with rain, And that's just how it ought to be, for when the clouds roll by We'll know just how to 'preciate the bright and smiling sky.
So learn to take it as it comes, and don't sweat at the pores Because the Lord's opinion don't coincide with yours; But always keep rememberin', when cares your path enshroud, That God has lots of sunshine to spill behind the cloud.
-- James Whitcomb Riley.
By J. Wilbur Chapan, "Present Day Parables."
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