Help One Another

Help One Another
 
“Help one another,” the snowflakes said,
     As they cuddled down in their fleecy bed;
“One of us here would not be felt;
     One of us here would quickly melt;
But I’ll help you, and you help me,
     And then what a big white drift we’ll see!”
 
“Help one another,” the maple spray
     Said to its fellow-leaves one day;
“The sun would wither here alone,
     Long enough ere the day is gone;
But I’ll help you, and you help me,
     And then what a splendid shade there’ll be!”
 
“Help one another,” the dewdrop cried,
     Seeing another drop close to its side;
“This warm south breeze would dry me away,
     And I should be gone ere noon to-day;
But I’ll help you, and you help me,
     And we’ll make a brook and run to the sea.”
 
“Help one another,” a grain of sand
     Said to another grain just at hand;
“The wind may carry me over the sea,
     And then, O! what will become of me?
But come, my brother, give me your hand;
     We’ll build a mountain, and there we’ll stand.”
 
 And so the snowflakes grew to drifts,
     The grains of sand to mountains,
The leaves became a pleasant shade,
     And dewdrops fed the fountains.
 
By George F. Hunting