Page 91 Transcribed: Poem- Be friendly on the way

Page 91 Transcribed: Poem- Be friendly on the way

Be friendly on the way

I have journeyed on life’s highway till the dial points to noon,
And I’ve learned some useful lessons on the way,
I have proved them oér and oér, and prize them more and more
And I think you can depend on what I say.
You may hold yourself aloof, and may think it is a proof
That you’re made of some superior sort of clay,
But you always find it pays in many different ways,
To be friendly to the people on the way.

If the day is dark and dreary, and the way is rough and steep,
And some weary brother falters on the road,
You will never feel the weight, be the burden small or great,
If you turn about and ease him of his load.
And you’ll often see the time when the sovereign merry chime
Will be a friendly offering most meet
When to give a little sum, some mishap to overcome,
Will keep some needy brother on his feet.

I have learned that shabby garments often clothe a noble soul,
And misfortune lies in wait for great and small;
Better help a friend today who is stranded by the way-
For who knows but that tomorrow we may fall.
Then speak out before the crowd, let your voice ring clear and loud,
And put your heart in every word you say
For a friendly word, you know, or a face with smiles aglow,
May help a downcast brother on the way.

“Alexandra”
June, 14 1904