If nobody smiled and nobody
cared
and nobody helped us along.
If every moment looked after
itself and
good things always went to the
strong;
If nobody thought just a little
about you
and nobody cared about me,
and we stood all alone, in the
battle of life,
What a dreary old world this
would be.
Life is sweet, just because,
of friends we have made and
the things which in common we
share.
We want to live on, not because
of ourselves,
but because of the people who
care.
It is doing and giving for somebody
else
on which all of life's splendor
depends.
The joy of this world, when
you've summed it all up
is found in the making of friends.
~ Author Unknown ~
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