Why Be A Rainy Day? Poem by Samuel Ellsworth Kiser

WHY try to make us think that all is wrong
And that the world is drifting to its doom ?
Why interrupt a singer's hopeful song
Or ever fill an hour with needless gloom?

Why keep a sad expression on your face
Or try to lure another's cheer away?
Why help to make the world a dreary place
Why be a rainy day?

Why mumble that mankind is growing worse?
Why grumble over fancied aches and ills ?
Why tell us God is thundering His curse
When storms come roaring down across the hills ?

Why ever try to cause us to forget
That blossoms are to gladden many a May?
Why harp on old mistakes that we regret?
Why be a rainy day?

Why not assist the sun to penetrate
The clouds that may be hanging overhead?
Why close your heart to love or cling to hate ?
Why seek to fill a heart with needless dread?

Why not acknowledge that men's faults grow less,
And learn that faith and cheer and kindness pay ?
Why wear the dismal mask of hopelessness ?
Why be a rainy day?