Because it rains when we wish it wouldn't,
Because men do what they often shouldn't,
Because crops fail and plans go wrong,
Some of us grumble the whole day long;
But somehow in spite of care and doubt,
It seems at last that things work out.
Because we lose where we hope to gain,
Because we suffer a little pain,
Because we must work when we'd like to play,
Some of us whimper along life's way;
But somehow as day must follow the night,
Most of our troubles work out all right.
Because we can not forever smile,
Because we must trudge in the dust a while,
Because we think that the way is long,
Some complain that life is all wrong;
But somehow we live and skies grow bright,
And most things seem to work out all right.
So we'll bend to our troubles and meet our care,
For the cloud must break and the sky grow fair,
Let the rain come down as it must and will,
But we'll keep on working and hoping still;
For, in spite of grumblers who stand about,
Somehow it seems all things work out.
But I like the sentiment so much I made a silver version, too, but it's going to be a necklace on etsy tomorrow, unless I can find more thick 14 gauge silver like this one in my stash. I crinkle domed the copper one and distressed it with texture and liver of sulphur, then brush and polish. And there is a copper domed one that is a necklace but I ran out of light before I could take more photos today and post on etsy.