What it is, can't just say,
Only know it saved the day,
Drove the gathering clouds away.
Just a twinkle in the eye,
Just a smile instead of sigh ;
Lo ! the storm soon passed right by
—all through a sense of humour.
What it is, don't just know,
But it made rich laughter flow,
Life took on a rosy glow:
Troubles shrank to half their size;
Sorrow wore a cheerful guise;
Work appeared to be the prize
—all through a sense of humour.
Things were going very wrong,
Flowers no colour, birds no song;
Weakness ousted courage strong
—stepped in a sense of humour:
Put the balance right again,
Saved two people lots of pain,
Brought the sunshine after. Rain
—and that's a sense of humour.
Notes
Taken from “Silver Lining” by Wilhelmina Stitch Pub Methuen & Co Ltd, London (12th edition 1942) page 12
