Success

He looked at me softly and told me
"You could be one of the best.
If you weren't afraid so of failure,
I'll bet you could be a success."
I thought about that for a moment
And wondered; he could be right,
But failure has been with me many a year,
Has stayed with me both day and night,
A glimmer of thought then struck me,
And now I must confess,
Failure don't scare me not one little bit,
But I'm deathly afraid of success.

The Gifts

He gave me a day of sunshine:
But I kept looking for rain
He gave me a day to run and play
But I kept waiting for pain.

He gave me a day for laughter
But I had a frown on my face
He gave me a day to love and obey
But I couldn't take the chance

Then, I asked for a day of sunshine
But he sent only rain
I asked for a day to run and play
But I felt only pain

I asked for a day of laughter
But he gave me only a frown
In anger I said "You don't love me,
Look how you let me down."

He smiled at me softly and asked me
"What do you want me to do?
You didn't use the gifts I gave,
So, I had to take them from you."