I'M for the happy man every time, <br />The man who smiles as he goes his way, <br />Whether he's up or whether he's down, <br />I 'm for the man with a grin, I say. <br />I 'm for the man who can bear his woes <br />With never a grumbling word or frown, <br />Who, smiling, gathers the rue or rose — <br />There is the man that you can't keep down. <br /> <br />I 'm for the cheerful man, heart and soul! <br />His is the hand that I like to grasp; <br />Who tunes his voice in a merry key, <br />Not files it down to a bitter rasp. <br />I 'm for the man who can take the cards <br />Just as they 're dealt by the hand of fate, <br />And, good or bad, play an honest game <br />With a lifted chin and a smile that's great.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-man-i-m-for/
