There’s nothing like a little pluck
To
somehow get things going
For
you can’t simply count on luck
To
grow the seeds you’re sowing.
A
gentle push, a subtle poke
Can
change the day’s direction
And
hopes you thought went up in smoke
Can
have a resurrection.
Of
course, there is no guarantee –
Some
efforts may be thwarted –
But
if your wishes come to be,
Your
pluck will be rewarded.
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