Wednesday, April 4, 2007
Judge not any man whose demeanor
Appears to be rugged and gruff,
Beneath his crude style
He may be all the while,
A diamond that's hid in the rough.
Despise not the man whose misfortunes
Have netted him nothing but dross;
To offset his hard luck
He may possess real pluck
That's an asset instead of a loss.
Fret not if today skies are gloomy,
And the forecast warns 'Showers to come',
In the morn you may see
Glistening on flower and tree
Bright rain drops reflecting the sun.
Sometimes you will fret and may worry
When problems of life seem so hard;
Judge not by the way
Life may treat you today,
Tomorrow may bring it's reward.