There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry
Challenges Are Like Trees Seen Through A Running Train . . .
As You Approach Them They Grow Bigger, Once You Pass Them They Become Smaller! ! !
So Never Be Afraid Of Them
