My Friend Frank

There was a heavy-weight prizefighter who was knocked down more than any other fighter in history. He became a champion of renown because he also got up more than any other fighter. His name was Floyd and he reminds me of my friend Frank because he always refused to stay down, and like Frank, he turns a deaf ear to countdowns and quitting. Frank knows by experience the meaning of pain. Sometimes, he's frustrated when it remains, but he will not turn around nor turn aside and will arise each morning and abide. Like all of us, Frank will sometime ask why. He wants not only to survive but to thrive. Frank seeks solace in the storm and will often find agony, but he will not abandon ship because he knows his destiny. In our lives, there are questions and many lies that are often told. But Frank will not fold or sink because he has an anchor for his soul. He knows that at the end of the rainbow, there is no gold. But Frank is certain that his name is written on heaven's roll. I gain courage just thinking about Frank. He a warrior of the highest rank. 835AM03202019PoSoup