What's the use o' folks a-frownin'
When the way's a little rough?
Frowns lay out the road fur smilin'
You'll be wrinkled soon enough.
What's the use?
What's the use o' folks a-sighin'?
It's an awful waste o' breath,
An' a body can't stand wastin'
What he needs so bad in death.
What's the use?
What's the use o' even weepin'?
Might as well go long an' smile.
Life, our longest, strongest arrow,
Only lasts a little while.
What's the use?
What's The Use
Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Poem topics: breath, death, life, smile, long, stand, waste, body, arrow, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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