First Edition Cover, Pollyanna, by Eleanor H. Porter 1913

Pollyanna

Behind every cloud, there hides the sun,

behind every loss, a gain can be won.

For every cut, stitched will heal,

for every sickness, immunity will repeal.

For every ship that's lost at sea,

a ship may come in for you or me.

The greatest danger is still ahead,

if we put our heads to it, declare it dead.

We were not meant to conquer all,

the higher we get, the greater we fall.

Greed has no place in a glorious future,

blood flows freely without a good suture.

If your cup is half empty, and you wallow in it,

make it half-full in a New York minute.

For there is always a sunny side up,

to a gloomy side down.

Start every day with a smile,

not an ugly frown.

The future is better, because we can make it so.

So make up your mind, which way will you go?

Copyright 2021 © Ronald W. Hull

2/4/21

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