JUST BE GLAD

BY JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY


_O heart of mine, we shouldn't worry so,
What we have missed of calm we couldn't have, you know!_

_What we've met of stormy pain,
And of sorrow's driving rain,
We can better meet again,
If it blow._

_We have erred in that dark hour, we have known,
When the tear fell with the shower, all alone._

_Were not shine and shower blent
As the gracious Master meant?
Let us temper our content
With His own._

_For we know not every morrow
Can be sad;
So forgetting all the sorrow
We have had,
Let us fold away our fears,
And put by our foolish tears,
And through all the coming years,
Just be glad._