Why can’t we smile a cheery
smile as we trudge on together?
What is the use of making
worse a spell of rainy weather?
And why not say a joyous word,
whenever we are meeting—
‘Tis always worth four times
as much as others we’re repeating.
Or, why not do some little
thing to hearten up a brother?
We are so apt to miss the ways
of helping one another.
Suppose, today, we keep a
watch for just these little chances—
For he who seeks a comrade’s
joy each time his own enhances.
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