Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 219, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 September 1916 — The Clouds Blow By [ARTICLE]

The Clouds Blow By

They’ll all blow by, those clouds that seem To hide the splendor of your dream. They’ll fade and fly before the light That follows as the day the night. Twill not be dark for long, for long. While love decks life with light aud song.

They’ll soon blow by, soon disappear, And where they float the skies will clear. The sun shine out, the day be sweet, And forth we’ll go with dancing feet. To find life’s yoke of good and ill Is measured fair to all men still.

The gloom will lift that haunts your heart, We have our dreams; the dreams depart. Our ups and downs, our griefs and cares, But he lives best who plucks and shares From life’s blest service hope to make The world seem best tot dear love’s sake.

You’re feeling blue; you must not mind. The world, with all it does that’s blind. Still treats us well; we should not lose Our faith and trust or get the blues. The tempest roars a little while. And then the sunbeams sweetly smile.

They’ll all blow by; those clouds that gray The ambient beauty of your day, The .shadows fall, but not for long; Behind them lurks the sunlit song, The bloom, the cheer, the love God gives Through which the whole creation rives. Folger McKinsey, in the Baltimore Sun.