If a little beam of sunshine
E'er comes in at casement small
And doth light up all the crannies,
Thou with joy accept it all.
For tomorrow may be cloudy,
All enveloped be in gloom,
Rain be on thy pathway falling,
Shadows dark be in thy room.
Catch and hold the beams of sunshine--
Store them deep within thy heart.
You will find them not too plenty;
Storms in life for greater part.
Garner, then, all beams of sunlight
That around thy path may fall;
For too oft are clouds o'erhanging
And too oft is funeral pall.
