The Disappointed by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
                                                        
             








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goldendayz Slytherin daughter of Hades...........
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This is not my poem. I found it and thought that anyone who needs encouragement should be able to read/hear this poem.

By: Ella Wheeler Wicox

The Disappointed by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

There are songs enough for the hero Who dwells on the heights of fame;

There are songs enough for the hero Who dwells on the heights of fame; I sing of the disappointed- For those who have missed their aim.

I sing with a tearful cadence For one who stands in the dark,

I sing with a tearful cadence For one who stands in the dark, And knows that his last, best arrow Has bounded back from the mark.

I sing for the breathless runner, The eager, anxious soul,

I sing for the breathless runner, The eager, anxious soul, Who falls with his strength exhausted. Almost in sight of the goal;

For the hearts that break in silence, With a sorrow all unknown,

For the hearts that break in silence, With a sorrow all unknown, For those who need companions, Yet walk their ways alone.

There are songs enough for the lovers Who share love's tender pain,

There are songs enough for the lovers Who share love's tender pain, I sing for the one whose passion Is given all in vain.

For those whose spirit comrades Have missed them on their way,

For those whose spirit comrades Have missed them on their way, I sing, with a heart o'erflowing, This minor strain to-day.

And I know the solar system Must somewhere keep in space

And I know the solar system Must somewhere keep in space A prize for that spent runner Who barely lost the race.

For the plan would be imperfect Unless it held some sphere

For the plan would be imperfect Unless it held some sphere And paid for the toil and talent And love that are wasted here.

To those who are struggling and feel like they're failing I give this poem and some encouragement. You've got this. Keep pushing through the pain because at the end of this long, hard, and weary road you will find a prize that makes up for all the tears, all the bruises, and all sleepless nights you experience. Keep that in mind and you will make it through whatever obstacles you face.

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