WHEN craps wuz burnt to flinders,
An' not a rain in sight,
He opened all the winders
An' whistled in the light
Jest whistled
And whistled,
Like that 'ud make things bright.
When mortgages wuz growin',
Like weeds by day an' night,
He kep' right on a-hoein'
An' whistled in the light
Jest whistled
An' whistled,
Like that 'ud make things bright.
In sowin' time or reapin',
In wrong as well as right,
When shadders come a-creepin',
He whistled fer the light
Jest whistled
An' whistled,
Like that 'ud make things bright.
Somehow he'd hear bells ringin'
Fer all the night an' day,
An' still the birds kep' singin'
When blue skies turned to gray.
He whistled,
Jest whistled
The rocky world away.
Frank Lebby Stanton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-whistled/
