With years of toil and care and trouble;
But his large old heart still felt the need
Of doing for others some kindly deed.
“But what can I do?” old Johnny said;
“I who work so hard for daily bread?
It takes heaps of money to do much good;
I am far too poor to do as I would.”
The old man sat thinking deeply awhile,
When over his features gleamed a smile,
And he clapped his hands with boyish glee,