WHAT'S the use o' folks a-frownin' When the way's a little rough? Frowns lay out the road fur smilin' You'll be wrinkled soon enough. What's the use? What's the use o' folks a-sighin'? It's an awful waste o' breath, An' a body can't stand wastin' What he needs so bad in death. What's the use? What's the use o' even weepin'? Might as well go long an' smile. Life, our longest, strongest arrow, Only lasts a little while. What's the use? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOOK OF THEL by WILLIAM BLAKE THE BOBOLINKS by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH PASSION'S HOUNDS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES DREAM SONG: 1 by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ON THE MEMORABLE VICTORY OF PAUL JONES by PHILIP FRENEAU TO DIANEME (1) by ROBERT HERRICK |