When you’re born, you face a life-tide, You’re smart, newish but led, Parents bear marvelous pride For you to live ahead.
When you grow upper than ancestors did You sincerely here believe: You’ll manage to sow more fruitful seed To have something good to leave.
When waves severely toss and wreck, Your track is mixed or lost, When you’re about to break your neck (it could have been even worse!),
And if after all you still survive Tempered enough to live, You’ll know what’s worth, for what to strive, To hope, to love, to believe.
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