  Of course we value sunny days And all of nature’s pleasant ways, The merry birds, the balmy sky, The happy brooklet laughing by, With the clouds come darker hours, Good for us as for the flowers. How bright the meadow after rain; How calm the heart is after pain. We owe indeed a wondrous debt To ev’ry trouble bravely met; A debt that no one ever pays, Our thanks are for the sunny days. |
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