We are not always glad when we smile: <br />Though we wear a fair face and are gay, <br />And the world we deceive <br />May not ever believe <br />We could laugh in a happier way.-- <br />Yet, down in the deeps of the soul, <br />Ofttimes, with our faces aglow, <br />There's an ache and a moan <br />That we know of alone, <br />And as only the hopeless may know. <br /> <br />We are not always glad when we smile,-- <br />For the heart, in a tempest of pain, <br />May live in the guise <br />Of a smile in the eyes <br />As a rainbow may live in the rain; <br />And the stormiest night of our woe <br />May hang out a radiant star <br />Whose light in the sky <br />Of despair is a lie <br />As black as the thunder-clouds are. <br /> <br />We are not always glad when we smile!-- <br />But the conscience is quick to record, <br />All the sorrow and sin <br />We are hiding within <br />Is plain in the sight of the Lord: <br />And ever, O ever, till pride <br />And evasion shall cease to defile <br />The sacred recess <br />Of the soul, we confess <br />We are not always glad when we smile.<br /><br />James Whitcomb Riley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-are-not-always-glad-when-we-smile/
