Saturday, March 28, 2009

The Man In the Glass

When you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world makes you king for a day,
Just go to the mirror and look at yourself
And see what that man has to say.

For it isn't your father or mother or wife
Whose judgment upon you must pass.
The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the one staring back from the glass.

You may be like Jack Horner and chisel a plum
And think you're a wonderful guy.
But the man in the glass says you're only a bum
If you can’t look him straight in the eye.

He’s the fellow to please - never mind all the rest,
For he’s with you clear to the end.
And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test
If the man in the glass is your friend.

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years
And get pats on the back as you pass.
But your final reward will be heartache and tears
If you've cheated the man in the glass... Unknown

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The World Is Waiting For You

Do not be afraid to shine. The world needs what you have to give.
Open up the areas of your being; Expose them to yourself - to others.
You are valuable. You are unique.
You have much to give. Do not be afraid to give it.

As we risk ourselves, we grow. Each new experience is a risk.
We can try, and maybe fail; And, as a result, grow or hold back and stagnate.


You have the potential to be anything you want. You are free to chooose.
You are limited only by your fears. Let your dreams take over.
Fly with the eagles. Soar into life.

The world is waiting for you.

~ Fran Watson ~

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Rest if you must, but don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

- Author unknown