When you're doing all you can,

Boy, today;

If the things don't always pan,

Still be gay.

You will win it bye and bye,
Win the goal, boy, if you try,
Though some storm clouds may come by

That are gray.
 

If some task seems big, don't dread,

Little boy;

Do not dodge the things ahead,

That annoy.

Brace up, do your tasks today
That are coming, boy, your way,
Do them with a heart that's gay,

And with joy.
 

All the world is good to you,

Little boy;

And they like a boy's heart true,

Filled with joy:

And they wish him to be kind,
Full of life with purest mind.
Will you be one of this kind,

Little boy?
 

You can travel up Life's Hill,

Day by day;

When you work, boy, with a will,

All the way;

And before you realize
You'll be reaching for the prize,
Dreamed of in youth's early skies,

Little boy.

^__Ed Blair.