When times get hard
When times get tough
When I feel I've had
More than enough

I try and think
Of the simple things
And the joy in life
That they bring

Like the upward crease
in a baby's smile

Or the feeling you get
after the extra mile

The fluttered flight
of a butterfly

The erratic beauty
that plays across the sky

The sun in both
the rise and set

The heart of a child
in its innocense

A love that has
dug in deep

A father that's good
at listening

A shower in
the month of May

The glowing shimmer
of a mountains lake

A bride and groom
the moment that

They say I do
to the life they'll live

Or the joy that's found
in a new birth

That makes it all
for all it's worth

When times get hard
When times get rough
When I feel I've had
More than enough

These are just
A few of the things
I think about
For the joy they bring