It's a mighty good world, so it is, dear lass, <br /> When even the worst is said. <br />There's a smile and a tear, a sigh and a cheer, <br /> But better be living than dead; <br />A joy and a pain, a loss and a gain; <br /> There's honey and may be some gall: <br />Yet still I declare, foul weather or fair, <br /> It's a mighty good world after all. <br /> <br />For look, lass! at night when I break from the fight, <br /> My Kingdom's awaiting for me; <br />There's comfort and rest, and the warmth of your breast, <br /> And little ones climbing my knee. <br />There's fire-light and song -- Oh, the world may be wrong! <br /> Its empires may topple and fall: <br />My home is my care -- if gladness be there, <br /> It's a mighty good world after all. <br /> <br />O heart of pure gold! I have made you a fold, <br /> It's sheltered, sun-fondled and warm. <br />O little ones, rest! I have fashioned a nest; <br /> Sleep on! you are safe from the storm. <br />For there's no foe like fear, and there's no friend like cheer, <br /> And sunshine will flash at our call; <br />So crown Love as King, and let us all sing -- <br /> "It's a mighty good world after all."<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cheer/
