When a fellow's feeling blue, <br />And is troubled, through and through <br />With a melancholy feeling <br />That he cannot seem to shake, <br />When his plans have gone astray <br />And his hopes have slipped away <br />And he's standing at the crossroads <br />Wondering which one to take, <br />That's the time to grab his hand <br />And to make him understand <br />That he's grieving over trifles <br />And his worries aren't worth while; <br />That's the time to slap his back <br />With a good old friendly whack, <br />That's the time he needs your friendship <br />And the time he wants your smile. <br /> <br />When he's deep down in the dumps <br />And has known life's rocky bumps, <br />When he's got the kill-joy notion <br />That his work no longer counts; <br />That's the time a word of cheer <br />Sweetly whispered in his ear <br />Sets the heart of him to beating <br />'Till his spirit proudly mounts. <br />That's the time a glad 'Hello!' <br />Means far more than you may know, <br />That's the time a sign of friendship <br />Really does a brother good; <br />That's the time a word of praise <br />Lifts a fellow up for days, <br />Sends him on his way, rejoicing, <br />That's the time for brotherhood.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-time-for-brotherhood/
