Words to my son. When you walk out this door, I can no longer protect you. Be your own forcefield. Take up that light saber Challenge yourself. Give the best you can But if you do not emerge The winner Celebrate The victory of Competing at all Defeat is only what you decide it to be. There are no losers. Unless you give in Unless you give up. Again, I have praised you And raised you You still have acres of crops to harvest Mountains to scale New life to breathe daily Defeat is merely a word Unless you choose to let Outcomes defeat you. Victory is what resides In your heart And the goodness Of your soul The glory Comes in the graciousness Of smiling and shaking hands When someone else Wins their own Glory moment Respect is the direct pathway into not only being A boy but A REAL man Its the ability to Work hard Play as hard As you possibly can But know You need no field No medal No trophy from anyone else To dictate You are a winner. You are a victor. You choose How to REALLY win In life And learn YOU Are your own legacy. ~To Nathan~ ~Jenn Torres
Posted on: Wed, 25 Jun 2014 03:54:54 +0000
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