A Good Man

A poem by James Whitcomb Riley


A good man never dies -
In worthy deed and prayer
And helpful hands, and honest eyes,
If smiles or tears be there:
Who lives for you and me -
Lives for the world he tries
To help - he lives eternally.
A good man never dies.


Who lives to bravely take
His share of toil and stress,
And, for his weaker fellows' sake,
Makes every burden less, -
He may, at last, seem worn -
Lie fallen - hands and eyes
Folded - yet, though we mourn and mourn,
A good man never dies.

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