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LIFE
I'VE WALKED ALONG THE MANY HALLS ,
THE CORRIDORS OF LIFE
AND LOOKED INTO THE OPEN DOORS
TO ROOMS OF JOY AND STRIFE.
SOME ROOMS ARE DARK AND QUIET STILL,
SO FILLED ARE THEY WITH SADNESS
BUT MANY TOO ARE BRIGHT AND GAY
AND OVERFLOWING WITH GLADNESS.
THE WAY IS LONG, THAT I HAVE COME
AND LOOKING BACK,I SIGH
YET UP AHEAD-- I HOPE THERE'S MORE
THAT I MUST STILL PASS BY.
FOR LIFE IS MADE OF MISTY TEARS
AND TINKLING BELLS OF LAUGHTER.
THE PATH IS SWEET AND WONDERFUL
WITH HEAVEN OUR HEREAFTER.
Copyright © Shirley Sasek
1966
THE CORRIDORS OF LIFE
AND LOOKED INTO THE OPEN DOORS
TO ROOMS OF JOY AND STRIFE.
SOME ROOMS ARE DARK AND QUIET STILL,
SO FILLED ARE THEY WITH SADNESS
BUT MANY TOO ARE BRIGHT AND GAY
AND OVERFLOWING WITH GLADNESS.
THE WAY IS LONG, THAT I HAVE COME
AND LOOKING BACK,I SIGH
YET UP AHEAD-- I HOPE THERE'S MORE
THAT I MUST STILL PASS BY.
FOR LIFE IS MADE OF MISTY TEARS
AND TINKLING BELLS OF LAUGHTER.
THE PATH IS SWEET AND WONDERFUL
WITH HEAVEN OUR HEREAFTER.
Copyright © Shirley Sasek
1966
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