A little here, a little there, Just gath'ring as we go, And save each little scrap with care; That's how kind thoughts will grow. Don't mind the petty things of life, They're not worth a useless sigh. We're here for more than worldly strife; Just laugh, and pass them by. A kind deed may be a little thing, But means so very much; A little tune we sometimes sing Oft gives a helpful touch. Just march along, head up high, Sow kindness as you go, And life on airy wings will fly. We reap just what we sow. |