This blog is not my usual type of blog but I just wanted to share with everyone a truly inspirational poem and something that I reflect on from time to time when things get rough.
The test of a man is the fight that he makes;
The grit that he daily shows,
The way that he stands upon his feet,
and takes life’s numerous bumps and blows.
A coward can smile when there’s naught to fear,
And noting his progress bars.
But it takes a man to stand and cheer
while the other fellow stars.
It isn’t the victory after all,
But the fight that a Brother makes.
A man, when driven against the wall still stands erect
and takes the blows of fate with his
head held high, bleeding, bruised and pale,
Is the man who will win and fate defied,
For he isn’t afraid to fail.