One never knows what fate
Life may have in store
What happiness we chance to find
Or the misery we endure
But knowing how much pleasure
One can bring with just a smile
A kindly word, a friendly joke
Which you've given all the while

However there are some
Whom with this would not agree
And yet what right have they
to judge, the likes of you and me
For all we try to do is please
And somehow ease the plight
of those around for whom we care
Yet all we do is lose the fight