Practice
Many people will finally pray when someone dear is lost
Or when they've lost their way thus incurring a terrible cost
Usually spur of the moment if I can ever even get a chance
As thus this poem has been sent for you to maybe alter your stance
For think of a great swimming champion do they swim only once a week
For with just that little bit being done should it be the gold that they seek
Maybe even just sitting at the pool and just watching the others swim by
One would have to be a fool if you think that any swimmer can stay dry
Or a pole vaulter who jumps and goes soaring in the air
They have taken many lumps in order to obtain such flair
Not just a few minutes once a week or a couple times a year
Chances of winning would be bleak are the words in your ear
No, to be really good at anything it always takes a lot of practice
It's the effort you now bring as greatness always comes from this
It's staying in touch all the long day and right before you go to bed
Because that is really the only way that you'll ever hear what GOD has said
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2014
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