mystrangebrew's blog: "poetry"

because it rains when we wish it wouldn't

because men people often do what they shouldn't

because crops fail, and plans go wrong-

some of us grumble the whole day long.

but somehow,in spite of the care and doubt,

it seems at last things work out.

because we lose where we hope to gain,

because we suffer a little pain,

because we must work when we'd like to play.

some of us whimper along life's way.

but somehow, as day will follow night,

most of our troubles work out all right.

because we cannot forever smile,

because we must trudge in the dust awhile,

because we think that the way is long,some complain that life's all wrong.

but somehow we live, and our skies grow bright,

everything seems to work out all right.

 so bend to your trouble, and meet your care,

for the clouds must brake, and the sky grow fair,

let the rain come down as it must and will,

but keep on working, and hoping still,

for in spite of the grumblers who stand about,

Somehow, it seems all things work out.