Sometimes we walk along a path, beneath a cloudy sky,
There's nothing to the right or left,to lift our spirits high,
Then , at last, we turn a corner, and there bursts into our view -
A scene of light and beauty , and the world seems fresh and new.
So always hold this little thought, that cares are bound to end,
And there's a brighter day ahead - just waiting round the bend.
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