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