We To Sigh Instead Of Sing Poem by James Whitcomb Riley
We To Sigh Instead Of Sing
"Rain and Rain! and rain and rain!"
Yesterday we muttered
Grimly as the grim refrain
That the thunders uttered:
All the heavens under cloud --
All the sunshine sleeping;
All the grasses limply bowed
With their weight of weeping.
Sigh and sigh! and sigh and sigh!
Never end of sighing;
Rain and rain for our reply --
Hopes half-drowned and dying;
Peering through the window-pane,
Naught but endless raining --
Endless sighing, and, as vain,
Endlessly conmplaining.
Shine and shine! and shine and shine!
Ah! to-day the splendor!--
All this glory yours and mine --
God! but God is tender!
We to sigh instead of sing,
Yesterday in sorrow,
While the lord was fashioning
This for our To-morrow!
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4/25/2024 9:18:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You never know what he has kept for us in store! A 10 from me. Advise what else is optimistic. Yalla, my friend, I need it! I once wrote 'A brand new page' on the same idea. I love the word 'fashioning'. Gives it a feeling of 'the traditional and best way of His'. Admire you.