I have no choice but to be a success
Every day of my life, I’m put to the test.
When situations try to press my mind
Beyond stormy clouds, the sun will shine.
I’ve got to make it, I’m put to the test
When my feet grow weary, I continue to press.
So what! I’m in this all by myself
Like a picture frame upon a shelf.
Discouragement sometimes may get in my way
“Just keep on marching!” I have to say.
I have the vision, the purpose and plan
But when I open my fist to an empty hand.
It adds to the stress, looking for the cure,
As temptation arises, trying to lure.
But I know that God didn’t bring me this far
To put my dreams in an oversized jar!
Success or nothing….I must succeed,
I feel like the last of a dying breed!
By: Larry Nelson
This poem and many more are in my latest book: For Virtuous Women Only. To order your copy, please send a $10 dollar money order, plus $1 dollar shipping to:
P.O. Box 171
Also, be on the lookout for my next 4 books coming soon:
For Virtuous Women Only 2….From Dimes to Diamonds
Yet She Remained Silent
51 Laws Every Woman Should Know
Re-Write This Love Letter
Keep me in your prayers……….God bless