My mom found this piece of paper somewhere in her room…


There’s no thrill in easy sailing

When the skies are clear and blue.

There’s no joy in merely doing that

Which anyone else can do.

But there is some satisfaction

Which is mighty sweet to take,

When you reach a destination

Which you thought you couldn’t make.


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