You play the hand Knowing all about rules What you will do is Entirely up to you Some will say they Didn’t get the cards Find others who agree Sit around on their lards You wake early, eager To play the game Get ready for opportunity To claim your share of fame Watching the others react Can they say, “Imagine that”? While they tend to amalgamate I become the fat cat Still playing, praying and working Like wind forming a snowy drift Remember what my cards were Thankful for the wonderful gift The losers begin to wonder Is this all there’ll ever be? Can we possibly do better? They finally begin to see I speak of possibilities They put away their fear Finally ready to listen Success is somewhere near By Steve Haarman June 19, 2012
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Steve Haarman 