Making Friends

if nobody smiled and nobody cheered
and nobody helped us along;

if every man looked after for himself
and good things all went to the strong;

if nobody cared just a little for you,
and nobody thought about me
and we all stood alone in the battle of life,
what a deary old world this would be....

life is sweet because of the friends we've made.

all things in common we share,
we want to live on,not because of ourselves,
but because of the people we cared.

it's giving and doing for somebody else-
on that all life's splendour depends;

and the joy of the world when you sum it all up,
in formed in the MAKING OF FRIENDS.

-appreciating-

a smile..

Let others cheer the winning man,
There's one i hold worthwhile;
This he,who does the best he can,
Then loses with a smole.
Beaten he is,but not to stay
Down with the rank and file,
That man will win some other day,
who loses with a smile.

-Outpourings of the heart-