Makes A Lady
WHAT IS IT MAKES A LADY!'
WHAT is it makes a lady?
Asked my little girl of me,
One sunny summer morning,
As she stood beside my knee;
And I told her that it is not
Fine dress nor shining gold,
Nor all the bright and flashing gems
The caves of ocean hold;
But it is a gentle temper,
And thoughts of peace and love,
And a mind that seeks in all things
Some goodness from above;
That seeks another's comfort
Before it seeks its own,
And strives to live on earth the life
That is in heaven known.
It is this that makes a lady,
And not being rich or poor:
For kind thoughts, kind words, and acts
Make the lady, I am sure.
So think of this, my darling,
And to the truth be true,
And soon will love and kindness
A lady make of you.