Good Things
Good Things
I once heard an old man say.
Shaping vases out of clay
Into subtle forms sublime,
" Listen, son, good things take time."
All my life I've thought of this,
When the task was lacking bliss,
When they work seemed awfully tough,
And I thought I'd had enough.
So I'd give a little more,
To what sometimes seemed a chore,
And you know, without a doubt,
Good things always came about.