Good Things
作者： Barbara VanceI once heard an old say，
Shaping cases out of clay
Into subtle forms sublime，
“Listen， son， good things take time.”
All my life I’ve thought if this
When a task was lacking bliss
When the work seemed awfully tough
And I thought I’d had enough.
So I’d give a little more
To what sometimes seemed a chore;
And， you know， without a doubt，
Good things always came about.
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