We To Sigh Instead Of Sing by James Whitcomb Riley

“Rain and rain! and rain and rain!”
…Yesterday we muttered
Grimly as the grim refrain
…That the thunders uttered;
All the heavens under cloud –
…All the sunshine sleeping;
All the grasses limply bowed
…With their weight of weeping. 

Sigh and sigh! and sigh and sigh!
…Never end of sighing;
Rain and rain for our reply –
…Hopes half drowned and dying;
Peering through the window-pane,
…Naught but endless raining –
Endless sighing, and, as vain,
…Endlessly complaining. 

Shine and shine! and shine and shine!
…Ah! to-day the splendor! –
All this glory yours and mine –
…God! but God is tender!
We to sigh instead of sing,
…Yesterday in sorrow,
While the Lord was fashioning
…This for our Tomorrow!

 

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Do Not Despair by Dennis Lange

Do not despair when you are young and tender –
Though pierced by thorns, confused, and by thrown stones are bruised,
The ache will pass; then comes the days of splendor.

Time serves you and the answer it will render.
Though dark now is the night, the sunrise will be bright.
Do not despair when you are young and tender –

Though it may seem that hope of joy is slender,
The aged felt that way, in some past dismal day.
The ache will pass; then comes the days of splendor.

Till weak are strong, the world attempts to hinder.
A sapling blown by wind, a mighty oak will end.
Do not despair when you are young and tender –

Now isn’t all; it preens as a pretender
It fills the present space; confronts us face to face.
But aches will pass; then comes the days of splendor.

The sullen days are few; do not surrender
The prize goes to the few who see their troubles through.
Do not despair when you are young and tender –
The ache will pass; then comes the days of splendor.

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.

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