It's seldom trouble comes alone. I've noticed this: When things go wrong <br />An' trouble comes a-visitin', it always brings a friend along; <br />Sometimes it's one you've known before, and then perhaps it's someone new <br />Who stretches out a helping hand an' stops to see what he can do. <br /> <br />If never trials came to us, if grief an' sorrow passed us by, <br />If every day the sun came out an' clouds were never in the sky, <br />We'd still have neighbors, I suppose, each one pursuin' selfish ends, <br />But only neighbors they would be- we'd never know them as our friends. <br /> <br />Out of the troubles I have had have come my richest friendships here, <br />Kind hands have helped to bear my care, kind words have fallen on my ear; <br />An' so I say when trouble comes I know before the storm shall end <br />That I shall find my bit of care has also brought to me a friend.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trouble-brings-friends/
