A broken-will, a dream most shattered, is this to
be your end?
Head down, furrowed brow and so despaired, GET UP and try again!
Head down, furrowed brow and so despaired, GET UP and try again!
A spirit once with wings of passion, thoughts of
what could have been
It CAN be done, no doubt about it, PRESS ON, HANG ON my friend
It CAN be done, no doubt about it, PRESS ON, HANG ON my friend
You’ve failed that’s true, WHO HASN’T? I can’t
count the times I have...
But are they stumbling blocks or stepping stones? YOU must choose the path
But are they stumbling blocks or stepping stones? YOU must choose the path
We all have shared rough goings, and YOU are not alone
Pity party? Cry of your failures? Best start stepping on STEPPING STONES!
Pity party? Cry of your failures? Best start stepping on STEPPING STONES!
This should be a kinder poem, coated with sugar and
cane
Tell me what I want to hear, prove you share my pain!
Tell me what I want to hear, prove you share my pain!
I cannot think of a kinder thing, than these words
a friend did in finding
“Quit the crying, stop the whining, and START the grittin' and grindin'!”
“Quit the crying, stop the whining, and START the grittin' and grindin'!”
GET UP AND TRY AGAIN.
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