Sunshine Always Follows Rain Poem by Robert Kirkland Kernighan

It washed the faint and anxious grasses,

Through all this splendid latitude ;
And trees, and flowers and ferns in masses

Sent up a hymn of gratitude.
They felt the cooling breezes blow ;

They felt no more the sultry pain ;
And well the pretty creatures know

That sunshine always follows rain.

The wide Dominion naught could move her,

Move her like the thunder wet ;
From Halifax to far Vancouver

The gladsome cry is sounding yet.
Somewhere now the showers are falling

On mountain side or grassy plain ;
And in the trees the birds are calling,
' Sunshine always follows rain.'

The welcome thunder led the waters,

Sparkling o'er the thirsty lands ;
Nature laughed, and all her daughters

Gladly clapped their fevered hands !
So we '11 see the white wheat flowing

From the thrashers once again ;
And we '11 trust the future, knowing

Sunshine always follows rain.

Girlie, with the face so pallid,

Why weep in summer days like this ?


Your face is sweeter than a ballad

And purer than an angel's kiss ;
Thy tears are falling, falling, falling

Who has filled your heart with pain?
Hear the joyful crickets calling,
' Sunshine always follows rain.'

Why so gloomy and downhearted?

Wake up ! man, and grieve no more !
She and you in anger parted,

And I know your heart is sore.
She, herself, I know is fretting ;

She will come to you again ;
All your griefs and fears forgetting
' Sunshine always follows rain.'

For to-day we sat and sorrowed,

And our hearts were all forlorn ;
But our griefs and fears were borrowed ;

Let us wait to-morrow morn.
Then the sun in glory splendid

Will his chariot mount again,
All our heartaches will be ended
' Sunshine always follows rain.'