Wouldn’t this old world be better
If the folks we meet would say –
“I know something good about you !”
And treat us just in that way ?
Wouldn’t it be fine and dandy
If each handclasp, fond and true,
Carried with it this assurance –
“I know somethnig good about you !”
Wouldn’t life be lots more happy
If the good that’s in us all
Were the only things about us
That folks bothered to recall ?
Wouldn’t life be more happy
If we praised the good we see ?
For there’s such a lot of goodness
In the worst of you and me !