Life's Lessons

I found this poem awhile ago. I have no idea who wrote it or when it was written, but I like it.

Life's Lessons

I learn, as the years roll onward

And I leave the past behind,

That much I had counted sorrow

But proved that God is kind;

That many a flower I'd longed for

Had hidden a thorn of pain

And many a rugged bypath

Led to the fields of ripened grain.

The clouds that cover the sunshine;

They cannot banish the sun,

And the earth shines out the brighter

When the weary rain is done

We must stand in the deepest shadow

To see the clearest light;

And often through wrong's own darkness

Comes the welcome strength of Right.

~Anonymous~