Be Our Fortunes As They May

Be our fortunes as they may, Touched with loss or sorrow, Saddest eyes that weep to-day May be glad to-morrow.

Yesterday the rain was here, And the winds were blowing-- Sky and earth and atmosphere Brimmed and overflowing.

But to-day the sun is out, And the drear November We were then so vexed about Now we scarce remember.

Yesterday you lost a friend-- Bless your heart and love it!-- For you scarce could comprehend All the aching of it;--

But I sing to you and say: Let the lost friend sorrow-- Here's another come to-day, Others may to-morrow.