ďAll human life has its seasons, and no oneís personal chaos can be permanent: winter, after all does not last forever does it? There is summer, too, and spring, and though sometimes when branches stay dark and the earth cracks with ice, one thinks they will never come, that spring, that summer, but they do, and always." T.Capote
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(Submitted by Sharon Montís Mom, Darlene Bevers)
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road youíre 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 bitó Rest if you must, but donít you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns, As every one of us sometimes learns, And many a fellow turns about When he might have won had he stuck it out. Donít give up though the pace seems slowó 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 victorís cup; And he learned too late when the nightcame down, How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside outó The silver tint of the clouds of doubt, And you never can tell how close you are, It may be near when it seems afar; So stick to the fight when youíre hardest hit,ó Itís when things seem worst that you mustnít quit.