WHERE THE SMILES ARE KEPT

New Zealand Tablet, 21 September 1911, Page 1885

WHERE THE SMILES ARE KEPT

If I knew the box where the smiles are kept. No matter how large the key Or strong the bolt, I would try so hard ’T would open I know for me. Then over the land and sea broadcast I d scatter the smiles to play, That the children’s faces might hold them fast For many and many a day. If I knew a box that was large enough To hold all the frowns I meet, ~ I would gather them every one From nursery, school, and street. Then folding and holding I’d pack them in And turn the monster key- - hire a giant to drop the box To the depths of the deep, deep sea.