Today’s Joy Was Born Of Yesterday’s Sorrow
By: Helen Steiner Rice
Who said the darkness of the night would never turn to day,
who said the winter’s bleakness would never pass away,
who said the fog would never lift and let the sunshine through,
who said the skies now overcast would never more be blue…..
Why should we ever entertain these thoughts so dark and grim
and let the brightness of our minds grow cynical and dim.
When we know beyond all questioning that winter turns to spring
and on the notes of sorrow new songs are made to sing….
For no one sheds a teardrop or suffers loss in gain,
and every burden born today and every present sorrow
are but God’s happy harbinger of a joyous, bright tomorrow.
Have a wonderful week, remember a smile goes a long way to lift someone’s lowly spirits.