Life and I are fellows;
To me life is no stern companion,
I cannot see his frown,
I rub elbows with him.
I know the prating of men
As wisdom or folly,
And life and I have an understanding.
If tomorrow comes grey-clad
I'll remember a whistle or a song,
And if there is a sun I'll joy within it.
Life IS- -and as it is I love it.