TWO KINDS OF PEOPLE
There are only two kinds of people
on earth today
Two kinds of people, no more I say.
Not the rich and the poor, for to know
a man's wealth
You must first know the state of
his conscience and health,
Not the happy and sad, for in life's
passing years,
Each has his laughter and each has his tears.
No, the two kinds of people on earth I mean
Are the people who lift and the people who lean
In which class are you? Are you lifting the load
Of some overtaxed lifter who's going down the road
Or are you a leaner who lets others share
Your portion of toil and labor and care?
(Ella Wheeler Wikcox)
NEVER MIND !
Sometimes when nothing goes
just right
And worry
reigns supreme,
When heartache fills the eyes
And all things useless seem,
There's just one thing
can drive away
The tears that scald and blind
Someone to slip a
strong
arm 'round
And whisper, "Never mind."
No one has ever told just
why
Those words such comfort bring;
Nor why that whisper makes
Depart on hurried
wing.
Yet troubles say a quick "Good-day,"
We leave them far behind
When someone
slips an arm around,
And whispers, "Never mind."
But love must prompt
that
soft caress
That love must, aye, be true
Or at that tender, clinging touch
No heart
ease come to you,
But if the arm be moved by love,
Sweet comfort you will find
When
someone slips an arm around,
And whispers, "Never mind”
