For Aadi, My Son

“Tread softly because you tread on my dreams” By William Butler Yeats Cause My Son! Life is like a fickle lover, with it's capricious behavior. And this everyone of us have to learn. When things go wrong, As they always will, When the trail you traipse on seems all uphill, When you want to smile but you end up in a cry , When defeat shoves you down, Rest if you must, But Son don't you Quit! Many a failure turns around, And you might have won, Had you smacked it out! Don't give up! Though the pace may be slow, But you would succeed before another blow! Success is failure turned inside out, And you never know how close you are to it, May be near when it seems so far, So hold on to the fight when you are hardest hit, It's when things seems worst, That you must not Quit! Don't fall now, And just believe in yourself! As I reside in there as your belief and strength! ©Chitra Arun