A crust and a corner that love makes precious, With a smile to warm and the tears to refresh us; And joy seems sweeter when cares come after, And a moan is the finest of foils for laughter; And that is life.

A minute to smile and an hour to weep in, A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans come double; And that is life!

Money is a great dignifier.

I know why the caged bird sings, ah me, It is not a carol of joy or glee, But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core, But a plea ...

I know why the caged bird sings!

The Master in infinite mercy Offers the boon of Death.