My six year old son and I were finishing up Laura Ingalls Wilder’s “The Long Winter” last night. I devoured her books as a child and read them over and over again. In fact, my children now have my old books. Any hoo, at the end of the book, Pa sings a song he learned while clearing the railroad grade. I’m just sick and tired of everyone with their hand out. Aren’t you? Here’s the song!
“The life is a difficult riddle,
for how many people we see
With faces as long as a fiddle
That ought to be shining with glee.
I am sure in this world there are a plenty
Of good things enough for us all
And yet there’s not one out of twenty
But thinks that his share is too small.
Then what is the use of repining,
For where there’s a will, there’s a way,
And tomorrow the sun may be shining,
Although it is cloudy today.
Do you think that by sitting and sighing
You’ll ever obtain all you want?
It’s cowards alone that are crying
And foolishly saying, ‘I Can’t!’
It is only by plodding and striving
And laboring up the steep hill
Of life, that you’ll ever be thriving,
Which you’ll do if you’ve only the will.”
One word folks- Amen!!! I know the song isn’t as catchy as “Born in the U.S.A.” , but the word’s to this hard working man’s song should be sung. “Half-Pint” and thousands of pioneer pushed the barriers out West to expand our great nation to what it is today. Those pioneers knew hard luck. Maybe the folks on Capitol Hill should reacquaint themselves with some good messages– even if they are over a 100 years old. The hand out was out of favor then and for many Americans- it still is today.