One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen
The footprints of the Goddess they were,
But mine were not along the shore
But then some stranger prints appeared,
and I asked Her, "What have we here?
These prints are large and round and neat
But much too big to be from feet"
"My child" She said in somber tones,
"For miles I have carried you alone
I challenged you to walk in faith
But you refused and made me wait"
"You would not leanr, you would not grow
The walk of faith, you would not know
So I got tired, I got fed up
And there I dropped you on your butt
"Because in life, there comes a time
When one must fight, and one must climb
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand"
--author unknown
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