A RAINY DAY PLAN
The world's wet and stormy,
The wind's in a rage.
We are shut in the house
Like poor birds in a cage.
There's a sigh in the chimney,
A roar on the wall.
Good-by to "I Spy"
And to swinging and all!
But the child that complains
Cannot better the day,
So the harder it rains,
Why, the harder we'll play!
There are tears on the window
And sighs in the trees,
But who's going to fret
Over matters like these?
If the sky's got to cry,
Then it's better by half
That the longer it weeps,
Why, the louder we'll laugh!
And look! I declare,
There's the sun coming out
To see what on earth
All the fun is about!
NANCY BYRD TURNER.