Do you see how the nail takes the blow so the roof doesn\'t fall on those below
How the anvil sings with each strike, so that none will know of its pain or dislike
Did you see the timber in the mine holding the rock, the man that holds his tongue and talk
A woman frail and mild, now as a mother, gives her life to save her child
Mushrooms in protective shade of a tree, that suffers storm and heat\'s degree
Sharpened, a knife\'s loss to a file, now becomes its owner\'s gain and smile
The spike that holds the rail, so not to derail a train, all this to save others from accident and pain