Rocky Road
. for public domain
Uncle did not curse the skies above,
when the rain it did not fall.
He did not curse the cows and hogs,
when he could have cursed them all.
"Cursin' don't put food on a plate.
It don't soften chewy chicken.
Best to quietly bless misfortune
when Nature gives us a lickin'."
"The road to Perdition is full of complainers,
who ain't got what they thought was due.
The road of Salvation is full of the grateful,
thankful for sorrows so few."
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