IT'S easy when you breeze along Upon life's sportive track, With all the course smoothed out ahead, No burdens on your back; It's pleasant then—but how's your nerve? Does firmness hold your chin When sudden troubles bear you down? Can you still pack weight and win? It's gorgeous when the cheering crowd Admires your speed and style— No worries, not a single care To warp your gleeful smile; The world is joyous when the pace Is soft—but can you grin When everything turns wrong way 'round? Can you still pack weight and win? |