POEM

This is from an old book of poems I've had for many years.

And how true it is!!

Along The Road

I walked a mile with Pleasure ;

She chattered all the way,

But left me none the wiser

For all She had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow

And ne'er a word said she;

But oh, the things I learned from Her

When Sorrow walked with me!

                                              Robert Browning Hamilton    

      

Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

Matthew 5--4