How Did You Die?
by Edmund Vance Cooke Did you tackle the trouble that came your way With a resolute heart and cheerful? Or hide your face from the light of day With a craven soul and fearful? Oh, a trouble's a ton or a trouble's an ounce, Or a trouble is what you make it, And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts, But only how did you take it? You are beaten to earth! Well, well, what's that? Come up with a smiling face. It's nothing against you to fall down flat, But to lie there--that's a disgrace. The harder you're thrown, why, the higher you bounce; Be proud of your blackened eye! It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts; It's how did you fight--and why? And though you be done to the death, what then? If you battled the best you could, If you played your part in the world of men, Why, the Critic will call it good. Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounc, And whether it's slow or spry, It isn't the fact that' you're dead that counts, But only how did you die?
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April Huntington
8/21/2021 04:24:15 pm
This is more applicable than ever in 2021! Thank you, Marlene. You are a precious treasure.
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