If nobody smiled and nobody cared and nobody helped us along If every moment looked after itself and good things always went to the strong

If nobody thought just a little about you and nobody cared about me and we stood all alone in the battle of life What a dreary old world this would be

Life is sweet just because of friends we have made and the things which in common we share We want to live on not because of ourselves but because of the people who care

It is doing and giving for somebody
else on which all of life's splendor depends
The joy of this world when you've
summed it all up is found in the making of friends

~Author Unknown~

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