Poem November 28, 1903 Issue

Cheer Up

Anon

Cheer up! The sky is bluer
Than it was a year ago;
The very smiles are gladder
And have a richer glow;
The raining and the sunshine
Are helping you and me—
The world is growing better
Than it ever used to be.

Cheer up! The rose is sweeter,
The birds have newer songs;
We find more things to please us,
And dream of fewer wrongs.
There's always lots of honey,
So let's be like the bee—
The world is growing better
For folks like you and me.

Anon.

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