He Started To Sing As He Tackled

He Started To Sing As He Tackled The Thing. That Couldn't Be Done, And He Did It.

The Making Of Friends Life Is Sweet Because Of The Friends We Have Made And The Things Which In Common We Share; We Want To Live On, Not Because Of Ourselves, But Because Of The Ones Who Would Care. It's Living And Doing For Somebody Else On That All Of Life's Splendor Depends, And The Joy Of It All, When We Count It All Up, Is Found In The Making Of Friends.

Somebody Said That It Couldn't Be Done But He With A Chuckle Replied That "maybe It Couldn't," But He Would Be One Who Wouldn't Say So Till He Tried. So He Buckled Right In With The Trace Of A Grin On His Face. If He Worried He Hid It. He Started To Sing As He Tackled The Thing That Couldn't Be Done, And He Did It.

You Are The Person Who Has To Decide. Whether You'll Do It Or Toss It Aside; You Are The Person Who Makes Up Your Mind. Whether You'll Lead Or Will Linger Behind. Whether You'll Try For The Goal That's Afar. Or Just Be Contented To Stay Where You Are.

Life Is Like A Cocktail, Made Up For The Most Part Of Sweet Things, And Tinged With A Dash Of Bitters. We Must Drain It To The Dregs To Get At The Cherry, Just As We Must Live A Full And Rounded Life To Know All Its Pleasures.