Poem June 20, 1901 Issue

Smile and Sing

BY ANNIE MARIE BLISS

Smile, little sister, when all seems wrong,
Shorten the long day with a song.

Show your light in the darkened place,
And see it reflect in another's face.

It's as easy to sing as it is to fret,
Think happy thoughts and the gloom forget.

Hundreds are walking the self-same road,
Lose your own, easing another's load.

Stretch out a hand to those at your side,
Lead them to Heaven's door open wide.

A smile is the hinge on which it swings,
And God's own messenger, a heart that sings.

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