A little work, a little gay
To keep us going-and so good-day!

A little warmth, a little light
Of love's bestowing-and so, good-night.

A little fun, to match the sorrow
Of each day's growing-and so, good-morrow!

A little trust that when we die
We reap our sowing-and so-good-bye! (George du Maurier)

A little work, a little gay To keep us going-and so good-day! A little warmth, a little light Of love's bestowing-and so, good-night. A little fun, to match the sorrow Of each day's growing-and so, good-morrow! A little trust that when we die We reap our sowing-and so-good-bye!

George du Maurier

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