Service with a smile :)

THEN JOY STEPPED IN

Said she, 'I will not live with grief from morrow unto morrow.

My heart cries out for some relief, 'Good-bye, my little sorrow.'

She closed the windows of her home and pulled down every blind.

'I'm going forth, ' she cried, 'to roam. You, Grief, can stay behind.''

And I'll be gone the livelong day, expect me back to-night.'

Grief wanly watched her go away into the warmth and light;

With quickened step and brightened eyes she mingled with the throng.

Instead of pale Grief's moans and sighs she heard Endeavour's song

.She saw a sister, crossed the road and asked her how she fared:

Then helped to lift her heavy load and in the burden shared.

Throughout the day Self was suppressed whilst Service took its place.

When she returned at night to rest - of Grief there was no trace!

But Joy stepped forth and sweetly said,

'May I now be your friend instead? '

--- Wilhelmina Stitch