The sun may shine, the rain may fall, <br /> And the world roll round about, - <br />The king's men and king's horses all <br /> Can never rub one thing out. <br /> <br />Skies may darken - clouds will flit - <br /> Troubles may gather and go: <br />For my sweetheart loves me "just a bit! <br /> And, oh! I love her so. <br /> <br />The vapour vanishes in the sun! <br /> So pass cures, doubts, and pains - <br />For I'm "loved a bit" by the dearest one, <br /> And the best the world contains. <br /><br /><br />Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-song-6/
