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.
Tempered enough to live
© Copyright: Виктор Бурдин, 2007
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