The Happy Time

From the Rock Island Argus, April 11, 1913.
 By S. E. Kiser.
 

 The man who cannot rest today,
     But says he will tomorrow,
 Finds, when his work is cleared away,
     New tasks or sits in sorrow.
 The merry time, the happy time,
     The blissful day in view
 Is never gained by them that wait
 To triumph and to celebrate,
     With nothing more to do.
 
 The man who folds his hands today
     And contemplates with sorrow
 The pressing task that’s put away
     Unfinished ’til tomorrow
 Has neither rest of heart nor mind,
     For he that looks ahead
 To duties long delayed destroys
 The sweetest of sweet leisure’s joys,
     But borrows doubt and dread.
 
 The man who mixes work and play
     At present and tomorrow
 Keeps life’s poor little ills away
     And finds new cares to borrow.
 The merry time, the happy time,
     The blissful day in view
 Is every day for him whose hand
 Is turned each day to fair deeds and
     Who plays in reason too.