  A s through the busy world you go, Remember this is true, That though one seems a little thing, Yet one and one make two. The task one could not do alone, Is done with help from you, For though you are a little one, Yet one and one make two. The thread that's rolled the reel around, That baby's hands can break, When with it other threads are bound, The strongest rope doth make. The rope thrown by some helping hand, And drawn the waters through, May bring a drowning man to land:— So one and one make two. The minutes grow into the hours, The hours into the day, The days to weeks, to months, to years, And thus time flies away. And deeds of good by children done, Though small they seem to you, May grow into a mighty sum, For one and one make two. |
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