Conquer the heights

Life is full of sorrows, throughout its long, vast, way

But it also has tomorrow, that was not there yesterday

A smile has got more power than a long face or a frown

And it can even help you to win a beauty crown.

 

The hard paths of life are full of valleys and bowers

These paths are quite beguiling – for they are strewn with flowers

But a strong will and iron heart can always win the day

For there’s a reward at the end, though the road be gloomy and grey.

 

So do not always hope to lie on a feather bed

And regard the hard rocky path with a sense of dread

Strive with all your might, to conquer the great heights

And once you are at the top, you are sure to behold rare sights.