Success doesn’t come easy,
It doesn’t come blind.
For those not blessed with luck or beauty,
It doesn’t come kind.
Success comes with hard work,
Being true to the course.
And excellence is expected,
Not pity or remorse.
You will not succeed,
By just showing up.
You will only succeed,
By filling the cup.
Fill it to overflowing,
With the cream of the crop.
And you will succeed,
For cream rises to the top.
Copyright 2002 © Ronald W. Hull
10/13/02
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