Life handed him a lemon,
As Life sometimes will do.
His friends looked on in pity,
Assuming he was through.
They came upon him later,
Reclining in the shade
In calm contentment, drinking
A glass of lemonade.
poem published in a 1940 edition of The Rotarian
photo credit: Photo By: Courtesy of Army Cols. Elizabeth and Aaron Martin
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