NOBODY 
 
If nobody smiled and nobody cared 
and nobody helped us along. 
If every moment looked after itself and 
good things always went to the strong; 

If nobody cared just a little about you 
and nobody cared about me, 
and we stood alone, in the battle of life, 
What a dreary old world this would be. 

Life is sweet, just because of 
friends we have made 
and the things which in common we share. 
We want to live on, not because of ourselves, 
but because of the people who care. 

It is doing and giving for somebody else 
on which all of life's splendor depends. 
The joy of this world, when you've 
summed it all up, 
is found in the making of friends. 

                      Lade Thomas Conlee