THE PATH OF LIFE
by:
Kate Watkins Furman
When walking down the path of life,
Remember what I say,
That every man must feel the thorns
That grow along the way.
And every soul will stumble,
For every man is weak.
And the road of life uncertain,
Its prospects often bleak.
But always give a helping hand,
A word of love, a smile,
To help the soul beside you walk
Acros ech weary mile.
For love will cause the sun to shine,
And everywhere you go,
The painful thorns less noticed as
The roses bloom and grow.