JUST A LITTLE SUNSHINE.
Copyright, 1886, by Geo. W. Ryer.
I stood upon the old bridge
And watched the river flow,
As daylight beams were fading fast,
The evening sun was low;
My memory reviewed the past.
Its pleasures and its pain,
And in my lonely reverie
I lived life o'er again.
Just a little sunshine, just a little rain,
Just a little happiness, just a little pain;
Just a little poverty, just a little gold,
Then the great eventful tale of life is told.
Life's book of recollections
Lay open to my gaze,
I dwelt amidst the early scenes
Of childhood's happy days;
I saw the school and play-ground, too,
The haunts of former "years,
And as my mind recalled the past,
It brought back joy and tears.-Refrain.
I saw the dear old homestead,
But it no welcome gave,
For those I loved and cherished.
Now lay silent in the grave;
No more the faithful house-dog
Lies basking on the lawn,
He, like dear, dear loved ones.
Is long since dead and gone.-Refrain.