* * The poetry of Ruth T. Whittlesey * *

Hope

Whenever I get discouraged,

Whenever I feel very blue,

I think of the sunshine on the rain

I've glimpsed-

this whole world through.

How green were the leaves, and shiny!

How strong the whole plant, and new!

Wherever the sunshine followed the rain

Always-

my whole life through.


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