Out of it all shall come splendor and gladness; <br /> Out of the madness and out of the sadness, <br /> Clearer and finer the world shall arise. <br /> Why then keep sorrow and doubt in your eyes? <br /> <br /> Joy shall be ours when the warfare is over; <br /> Children shall gleefully romp in the clover; <br /> Here with our heroes at home and at rest, <br /> We shall rejoice with the world at its best. <br /> <br /> Not in vain, not in vain, is our bright banner flying; <br /> Not for naught are the sons of our fond mothers dying; <br /> The gloom and despair are not ever to last; <br /> The world shall be better when they shall have passed. <br /> <br /> So mourn not his absence, but smile and be brave; <br /> You shall have him again from the brink of the grave <br /> In a wonderful world 'neath a wonderful sun; <br /> He shall come to your arms with his victory won.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/out-of-it-all/
