Life’s Little Showers

A rainy day jest now an’ then

Is good fur any kind o’ men;

Sunshine is good, but by an’ by

It’s hard to bear, an’ hurts the eye.

The man who grins the hull day long

Is tiresome to the human throng;

An' so a rainy day or two

At spells is good fur me an’ you.

The earth needs washin’ now an’ then,

An’ so it is with growin’ men;

Too much uv sun, too much uv light

Is apt to cause a winter blight,

An' is ez bad, or wuss, some ways

Than too much rain an’ cloudy days.

No man or crop is wuth a yen

Without a shower now an’ then.

Ef it wuz sunny all day long

Life wouldn’t hev no gladsome song;

The birds sing sweetest after rain

Becuz it’s clearin’ up again.

The contrast makes the joy, you see,

An’ it’s the same with you and me.

Life would indeed be dull I know

Without some rain to make us grow.

Nov. 10, 1910