Not long ago. I strolled in a park where all around me children were playing,
I saw a little boy fall down, but soon he was back on his feet again.
I wondered why the boy didn’t cry, while sitting on a bench near by
His parents proudly watched him play. I saw the boy fall down again.
I thought this time he’d surely cry, but he was up and running again.
The fall didn’t damp his kindled zeal to join the other children playing.
Moments ago when I entered the park , I felt my dreams had fallen apart,
But now my dreams are together again. I saw that boy and soon took heart.