Count the little drops of water
That within the ocean lie;
Count the many stars that twinkle
As you look into the sky.
Count the sands upon the desert,
And upon the ocean's shore;
Count the moments in your lifetime,
Gone, but to return no more.
Count the leaves within the forest,
And the tiny flakes of snow;
Count the blades of grass in summer,
And the shining drops of dew.
Count the tears which all the millions
In so many lands have shed;
Count the stones in all the graveyards.
Telling where they've placed the dead.
Count the birds which soar above us,
And the atoms in the air,
Count the many, many blossoms
Giving fragrance everywhere.
When your counting all is done
Eternity has scarce begun.
Then, reader, say, where will YOU be
During all eternity?