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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 'Quit! Give Up! You Are Beaten' They Shout At Me And Plead 'There's Just Too Much Against You Now' This Time You Cant Succeed' And As I Start To Hang My Head In Front Of Failure's Face My Downward Fall Is Broken By The Memory Of That Skating Race! And Hope Refills My Weekend Will, As I Recall That Scene, For Just The Thought Of That Short Race, Re-Energied My Being They All Line Up So Full Of Hope, Each Thought To Win That Race, Or Tie For First, Or If Not That Atleast Take Second Place And Fathers Watched From Off Side Each Cheering For His Son, And Each Boy Helped To Show His Dad, That He Would Be The One The Whistle Blew And Off They Went, Young Hearts And Hope Afire. To Win And Be The Hero There, Was Each Boy's Desire. And One Boy In Particular, Whose Dad Was In Crowd, Was Running Near The Lead And Thought 'My Dad Will Be So Proud! ' But As He Speeded Down The Field, Across A Shallow Dip, The Little Boy Who Thought To Win, Lost His Step And Slipped. So Down He Fell And With Him His Hope, He Couldn't Win It Now, Embrassed, Sad, He Only Wished, To Disappear Some How. But As He Fell His Dad Stood Up, And Showed His Anxious Face, Which To The Boy So Clearly Said, 'Get Up And Win The Race! ' He Quickly Rose No Damage Done, Behind A Bit, That's All- And Ran With All His Mind And Might, To Make Up For His Fall. So Anxious To Restore Himself, To Catch Up And To Win, His Mind Went Faster Than His Legs, He Slipped And Fell Again. He Wished Then He Had Quit Before, With Only One Disgrace. I'm Hopeless As A Runner Now, I Shouldn't Try To Race. But In The Laughing Crowd He Searched, And Found His Father's Face, That Steady Look, He Said Again, 'Get Up And Win The Race! ' Exerting Everything He Had, He Gained Yards Eight To Ten, But Trying So Hard To Catch The Lead, He Slipped And Fell Again. 'Get Up.', An Echo Sounded Low. 'Get Up And Take Your Place' You Were Not Meant For Failure Here. 'Get Up And Win The Race! ' They Cheered The Winning Runner, As He Crossed Line First Place, Head High And Proud And Happy No Falling No Disgrace. But When The Fallen Youngster, Crossed The Line Last Place, The Crowd Gave Him The Greater Cheer For Finishing The Race. And To His Dad He Sadly Say, 'I Did Not Do Too Well' 'To Me You Won', His Father Said 'You Rose Each Time You Fell'. For All Of Life Is Like That Race, With Ups And Downs And All, And All Of You Have To Do To Win, Is Rise Each Time, You Fall.
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