Do you ever think you walk alone
And find it doesn't seem to end?
The gloomy days grow longer
And it seems you have no friends?
Do you ever sit and wait
For the telephone to ring?
And hasten to the mailbox
To see what the postman brings?
Arise, my friend, and telephone
Another in your town,
Write a cheery note or two,
Look up instead of down.
Hurry now and get a start,
Waste not another minute,
Life is surely worth the living
If you put something in it.
There is an old saying
That is often tried and true -
Do not ask, "What can I get?"
But, "What can I do for you?"
~ Mildred H. Bell
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