It Can Be Done / Poems of Inspiration

The eyes of life are yearning, sad,
As humankind they scan.
She says, "Oh, there are men enough,
But where'll I find a man?"

Don't ask to find the pathway smooth,
To march to fife and drum;
The plum-tree will not come to you;
Jack Horner, hunt the plum.

The world is shabby in the way
It treats a fellow too;
It just endures him while he works,
And kicks him when he's through