Hard work never killed anyone,( but I thought "Heck, Why Take The Risk?".)
The title of this hub is supposed to have been Ronald Reagans´answer to his parents, when They said "Hard work never hurt/killed anyone. He replied , Why take the risk, I can become an actor....". which , of course, he did. It was many years later that he became President of the United States of America.
The young man drove to the agreed plot of land,
The young girl held tightly onto his hand.
The young guy could see it and grinned with glee,
The lady could only hold tighter and......... say
"This isn't it? You ARE kidding me?"
The young guy replied
"Why WOULD you think that ?"
" It´s a shack in a dump" cried the poor girl he loved.
"We can´t even drive to the door.
and from here the building, well, it looks so poor.
She started to cry as they walked through the brambles,
The tall grass and critters , were tickling her ankles,
but still they pushed forward , for our guy´s not quitting,
He finally reaches the shack.
"I can´t bear to look," the young lady wept
Please let´s go back to the life that we left."
Now, please don´t be silly, said our brave lad, a few bits of fencing,
a clearing of rubbish.... in no time at all you´ll see
that you always can put your trust in me .
Focus attention not on what you see
But on what this could be..........How would you like it to look?"
Justine closed her eyes..............
With her eyes closed so tight , her mind went to flight,
In circles and whirls of a paint palette....bright....
Till it came to a stop and she soon realised that
This young man she loved., would do what it took,
to see on her face , a happier look..
No one on earth was such a hard worker.
Never could he be labelled a shirker....
She knew she could trust him , though time it would take,
He´d level the ground ,remove any rubbish,.,
Plant seeds, bulbs and bushes,............yes,
She knew in her heart, that then he would start ,
on the shack she could see in the middle.
One day this would be a house that she´d love,
She knew that their love was a gift from above.
So pure and so solid, the love that they had,
she soon felt that , of course she ought to be glad,
That her love was a loyal, grounded hard worker.
He loved her so much he´d do anything for her.
Her eyes closed again , and she dreamed of the day,
that they´d turn to their parents , their friends and they´d say.
"Come over to our place, you´ll never believe it...
This once was a shack and a whole lot of rubble,
But hard work and love ,My love thought no trouble,
So here´s the result of all his hard work,
Our home and our garden, where we will now live,
We feel so well blessed that now we must give.....
So give out we shall to friends from the city,
Come here to relax, away from the ratrace.
Whenever you want to, come over to Our Place.
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