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Show JUST FOLKS Bj Edgar A- Gbm( m THE FUTURE. In spite ol the burdens that fill up the clay, la spue r.f the . arc and the sorrow. Kife holds but the luro of a rosier way And bids US to live for tomorrow . There Is always the promise ol gladness to be. And th spring when the blossom shall come to the tree. In Bpfte of the trials and frar and dc- i-alr. in spite of the storm and the rain, The future holds many a day that Is fair I And many a Joy we shall gain; lie; oiid tl, t-ray clouds whi.-n at tin.. - hover low. There are sunshine and beauty Which wish wi-sh ill know. Oh, the road may be Jong and the goal far away And useless the struggle may seem. But In spite of the gloom and the fiar of the clay. Still lin to the Rlorlona dream I Still clini; to the faith ana go nnlnglng along. Some tomorrow shall bring you lo laughter laugh-ter and song. I Always t lie future Is tinted with rose And the blossoms return to the tree; i So shall joy bring all our care to a close. Por many gbtd days there shall be W. shall MUM through the winter Ot sorrow and strife. To the glorious springtime ar.d summer of life. 00 |