There comes a man defeated in his mind,
Unsure like a dog— tail tucked to the hind,
And what ere was an opportune op door,
Looks to him unreachable far off shore.
Comes then a man with a belief in him,
Walking a lion’s gait, if somewhat grim,
And what ere was a door closed shut in face,
Looks to him a sure shot— a tennis ace,
All odds-against to nil, fighting a deuce,
A winner to vantage, don’ts into dos!
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“To a pessimist, his opportunities look like
difficulties. To an optimist, the difficulties are like
opportunities.”
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- Reflections | 10.09.12 |
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Age, vantage! ! Winner. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Another 2012 vintage, thanks for your appreciation, Edward Louis.