For now I just want to share one of my favorite poems
by Douglas Malloch
You have to believe in happiness,
or happiness never comes.
I know that a bird chirps none the less,
when all he finds is crumbs.
You have to believe the buds will blow,
believe in the grass in days of snow.
That's the reason a bird can sing,
on his darkest day, he believes in spring.
You have to believe in happiness,
it isn't an outward thing.
The Spring never makes the song, i guess.
As much as the song the spring.
Aye, many a heart could find content,
if it saw the joy on the road it went.
The joy ahead when it had to grieve.
For the joy is there-but, you have to believe.
4 comments:
One to remember!
Thank you for this!
alan
((((Gigi))))))
What a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing! Keep believing...
My mother framed and pinned this quote on the bedroom wall of the room my sister and I shared...about 60 years ago. I still remember every line. Thanks for posting
Over the years I have bought several boxes of an Anita Beck card that held one verse of this poem, because it is so appropriate for sad times. But I can no longer find them. The website is no longer active. If anyone has information, please post it. In the meantime, as long as I attribute to Mr. Malloch, I'll have to create my own card.
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