GOOD THINGS

GOOD THINGS

I once heard an old man say,

Shaping vases out of clay

Into subtle forms sublime,

"Listen, son, good things take time.

All my life I've thought of this When a task was lacking bliss, When the work seemed awfully tough And I thought I'd had enough.

So I'd give a little more

To what sometimes seemed a chore;

And, you know, without a doubt,

Good things always came about.