A little voice inside our head,
Says, 'Cookies now or go to bed! '
But bigger plans, a brighter aim,
Whisper back, a different game.
Willpower's there, a steady hand,
To help us all to understand,
That instant joy can fade so fast,
While future goals are meant to last.
Like water drawn from a dark deep well,
Each choice we make, a story to tell.
We spend it fast on silly things,
Or save it up for the joy it brings.
When feeling low, or tired, and beat,
Willpower's low, a fading heat.
So rest a while, refill the cup,
Then stand up tall, and look straight up.
Set clear your goals, a guiding star,
And know how strong you truly are.
Discipline's a helpful friend,
To help you reach the very end.
T.M.Solvang
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