QUITTER
He gave up on himself as he did on others,
To try something of a challenge gave him much fear.
Instead of standing tall and helping a fellow human being
He gave up, it was too much trouble for him,
He did not understand the worth of either one.
He did not become strong by facing his fear,
Nor a good and decent man because he never cared about much.
There was good in him but he took not the time to work on
Or overcome difficult tasks,
The path he walked became quiet and lonely.
Because he was known as a quitter and never gave,
In return, not a soul cared to help him,
They also in return gave up on him.
He was quit on, as he was the quitter.
Keith Garrett
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Hope someone helps him discover his true self – hope he is not a quitter anymore. A lovely read
Thanks for reading.
On Wed, Jan 16, 2019 at 5:01 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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my pleasure
I remember an old phrase from years ago when I participated in school sports.
“A quitter never wins, and a winner never quits.”
I remember that.
On Wed, Jan 16, 2019 at 6:23 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
Far too many people like this out there…
Thanks for your thoughts
On Thu, Jan 17, 2019 at 1:18 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Reblogged this on The Perils of Improbable Potholes.