A FUNNY THING
It is a funny thing, but true,
That folks you don't like, don't like you;
I don't know why this should be so,
But just the same I always know
If I am "sour", friends are few;
If I am friendly, folks are too.
Sometimes I get up in the morn
A-wishing I was never born;
I make of cross remarks a few,
And then my family wishes, too,
That I had gone some other place
Instead of showing them my face.
But let me change my little "tune",
And sing and smile, then pretty soon
The folks around me sing and smile;
I guess 'twas catching all the while.
Yes, 'tis a funny thing, but true,
The folks you like will sure like you.

WHAT IS LOVE?
It's silence when your words would hurt,
It's patience when your neighbor's curt.
It's deafness when the scandal flows,
It's thoughtfulness for another's woes.
It's promptness when stern duty calls,
It's courage when misfortune falls.

THE BOOMERANG
When a bit of sunshine hits you,
After bouncing off a cloud,
When a fit of laughter gets you,
And your spine is feeling proud,
Don't forget to up and fling it
At a soul that's feeling blue,
For the minute that you sling it
It's a boomerang to you.
(Capt. Jack Crawford)

TELL HIM SO
If you hear a kind word spoken
Of some worthy soul you know,
It may fill his heart with sunshine
If you only tell him so.
If a deed, however humble,
Helps you on your way to go,
Find the one whose hand helped you,
Seek him out and tell him so.

He who has a thousand friends
has not a friend to spare,
And he who has one enemy
shall meet him everywhere.
(Ali Ben Abu Tales)

Friends
I think that God will never send
A gift so precious as a friend,
A friend who always understands
And fills each need as it demands
Whose loyalty will stand the test,
When skies are bright or overcast.
Who sees the faults that merit blame
But keeps on loving just the same;
Who does far more than creeds could do
To make us good, to make us true,
Earth's gifts a sweet enjoyment lend
But only God can give a friend.
(Dr. Rosalie Carter)

GOOD IMPULSES
It isn't the thing you do;
It's the thing you leave undone,
Which gives you a bit of heartache
At the setting of the sun.
The tender word forgotten,
The letter you did not write,
The flower you might have sent,
Are your haunting ghosts at night.
(Margaret E. Sangster)

Letters are a silken thread
That runs from heart to heart,
Weaving a web of things unsaid
When we must be apart.

RISKY BUSINESS

It's a risk to have a husband, a risk to have a son;
A risk to pour your confidences out to anyone;
A risk to pick a daisy, for there's sure to be a cop;
A risk to go on living, but a greater risk to stop.
(Ruth Mason Rice)

You'll Never Know
It's easy to sit in the shine
And talk to the man in the shade,
It's easy to sit in a well-made boat
And tell others where to wade.
It's easy to tell the toiler
How best to carry his pack.
But you'll never know the weight of the load
Till the pack is on your back!

A SMILE
Let others cheer the winning man,
There's one I hold worthwhile;
'Tis he who does the best he can,
Then loses with a smile.
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.