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.