WHEN craps wuz burnt to flinders, <br />An' not a rain in sight, <br />He opened all the winders <br />An' whistled in the light <br />Jest whistled <br />And whistled, <br />Like that 'ud make things bright. <br /> <br />When mortgages wuz growin', <br />Like weeds by day an' night, <br />He kep' right on a-hoein' <br />An' whistled in the light <br />Jest whistled <br />An' whistled, <br />Like that 'ud make things bright. <br /> <br />In sowin' time or reapin', <br />In wrong as well as right, <br />When shadders come a-creepin', <br />He whistled fer the light <br />Jest whistled <br />An' whistled, <br />Like that 'ud make things bright. <br /> <br />Somehow he'd hear bells ringin' <br />Fer all the night an' day, <br />An' still the birds kep' singin' <br />When blue skies turned to gray. <br />He whistled, <br />Jest whistled <br />The rocky world away.<br /><br />Frank Lebby Stanton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-whistled/
