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Show JUST FOLKS ty Idgor Guest FULL VALUE It may be, as cynics ssy, ' In this world there's much awry, . But there's many a summer day When the blue Is In the sky And we should be reconciled To the gray rtsyw " h drear. For the laughter of a child Ia worth all it costs to hear. It la true that much is wrong. Men to right it may be slow. But the woods are full of song And each year the roses grow. Here are bitterness and strife. And perhaps they heed not be. But who wouldn't go through Ufa For that youngster on his knee? Oh, I know that men .complain At the storms and killing frosts. But I say H once again: . Life's worth everything it costs. And the home with laughter gsy. Warm with love throughout the years Is worth sll we're asked to pay Mow and then as sighs and tears. |