A BROTHER'S HAND By George B. Staff When you're feeling all downhearted, And life's hard to understand, Say, it's fine to feel the pressure Of a brother's friendly hand. Just to know he sympalhizes, Though he doesn't say a word; How it starts your courage climbing, As your heart is touched and stirred. With an arm across your shoulders. And a grip you love to find, How it makes you feel the bounding Of the hearts of humankind. It is just a little token Of an evergrowing band, For there's faith and hope and courage In a brother's friendly hand!