Sunshine Always Follows Rain
It washed the faint and anxious grasses,
Through all this splendid latitude ;
And trees, and flowers and ferns in masses
Sent up a hymn of gratitude.
They felt the cooling breezes blow ;
They felt no more the sultry pain ;
And well the pretty creatures know
That sunshine always follows rain.
The wide Dominion naught could move her,
Move her like the thunder wet ;
From Halifax to far Vancouver
The gladsome cry is sounding yet.
Somewhere now the showers are falling
On mountain side or grassy plain ;
And in the trees the birds are calling,
' Sunshine always follows rain.'
The welcome thunder led the waters,
Sparkling o'er the thirsty lands ;
Nature laughed, and all her daughters
Gladly clapped their fevered hands !
So we '11 see the white wheat flowing
From the thrashers once again ;
And we '11 trust the future, knowing
Sunshine always follows rain.
Girlie, with the face so pallid,
Why weep in summer days like this ?
Your face is sweeter than a ballad
And purer than an angel's kiss ;
Thy tears are falling, falling, falling
Who has filled your heart with pain?
Hear the joyful crickets calling,
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poem by Robert Kirkland Kernighan
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