Rest my child. If you need to contact me, I am only a prayer away. But don't you quit. Life is queer with its twists and turns, As every one of us sometimes learns, And many a failure turns about, When you might have won had you stuck it out. Don't give up, though the pace seems slow - You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out - The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit - It's when things seem worst that you must not quit. I am thankful that thorns have roses. This really puts things into perspective. It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up. I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.