As Jim Rohn mentioned, “Miss a meal if you need to, however don’t miss a guide.”
Coach John Wood was a voracious reader, wholeheartedly believing in the ability of studying. Particularly a fan of prose and poetry, he might recite entire passages of his favourite poems.
Coach Wood’s favourite poems about success
Wood’s grandson-in-law, Craig Impelman, shared a few of Wood’s favourite poems with SUCCESS, so learn on to find 11 of them:
1. “4 Issues”
4 issues a person should be taught to do
If he would make his document true:
To assume with out confusion clearly;
To like his fellow-men sincerely;
To behave from sincere motives purely;
To belief in God and Heaven securely.
2. “ Be a Champion”
By Grantland Rice
You surprise how they do it,
You look to see the knack.
You watch the foot in motion,
Or the shoulder of the again.
However whenever you spot the reply,
The place the upper glamours lurk,
You’ll discover in transferring larger,
Up the laurel-covered spire,
That the majority of it’s apply,
And the remainder of it’s work.
3. “I Preserve Six Sincere Serving Males”
I maintain six sincere serving-men,
(They taught me all I knew);
Their names are What and Why and When
And How and The place and Who.
I ship them over land and sea,
I ship them east and west;
However after they’ve labored for me,
I give all of them a relaxation.
I allow them to relaxation from 9 until 5,
For I’m busy then,
In addition to breakfast, lunch, and tea,
For they’re hungry males.
However completely different folks have completely different views;
I do know an individual small—
She retains ten million serving-men,
Who get no relaxation in any respect!
She sends ’em overseas on her personal affairs,
From the second she opens her eyes—
A million Hows, two million Wheres,
And 7 million Whys!
4. “A Little Fellow Follows Me”
By Rev. Claude Knowledge White, Sr.
A cautious man I need to be,
Just a little fellow follows me;
I don’t dare to go astray,
For worry he’ll go the self-same method.
I can’t as soon as escape his eyes,
Whate’er he sees me do, he tries;
Like me he says he’s going to be,
The little chap who follows me.
He thinks that I’m good and fantastic,
Believes in each phrase of mine;
The bottom in me he should not see,
The little chap who follows me.
I have to bear in mind as I’m going,
By summer season’s solar and winter’s snow;
I’m constructing for the years to be
That little chap who follows me.
5. “At Day’s Finish”
By John Corridor
Is anyone happier since you handed his method?
Does anyone keep in mind that you spoke to him as we speak?
The day is nearly over, and its toiling time is thru;
Is there anybody to utter now a kindly phrase of you?
Are you able to say tonight, in parting with the day that’s slipping quick,
That you just helped a single brother of the numerous that you simply handed?
Is a single coronary heart rejoicing over what you probably did or mentioned?
Does the person whose hopes had been fading now with braveness look forward?
Did you waste the day, or lose it? Was it effectively or sorely spent?
Did you depart a path of kindness, or a scar of discontent?
As you shut your eyes in slumber, do you assume God will say,
“You’ve gotten earned yet another tomorrow by the work you probably did as we speak?”
6. “Shut the Door on Yesterday”
By Agnes Martin
I’ve shut the door on yesterday,
It sorrows and errors;
I’ve locked inside its gloomy partitions
Previous failures and heartaches
And now I throw the important thing away
To hunt one other room
And furnish it with hope and smiles,
And each springtime bloom.
No thought shall enter this abode
That has a touch of ache,
And each malice and mistrust
Shall by no means therein reign.
I’ve shut the door on yesterday
And thrown the important thing away—
Tomorrow holds little question for me,
Since I’ve discovered as we speak.
7. Title Unknown
There’s a selection you need to make,
in every thing you do.
So remember that ultimately,
the selection you make, makes you.
8. “After You Know It All”
By Swen Nater
Past the festive caps and robes,
Past the PhDs,
Past the books that stuffed the minds
Of those that earned levels,
A higher data will start,
For individuals who heed the decision—
What counts essentially the most is what you be taught
After you realize all of it.
All graduated pedagogues,
When educating, discover in flip,
These books on what to show had failed
To point out how youngsters be taught.
And they’re going to quickly uncover that
Every youngster who owns a reputation,
Is completely different and distinctive, and so,
All of them don’t be taught the identical.
The classroomed coach who realized, the boys
Are Xs and are Os,
Turns into adept at management
The second that he is aware of,
These boys want teacher-shepherds who
Will information their little lambs
To execute the truths of life
Past the diagrams.
Oh embellished graduate,
As soon as previous that faculty wall,
What counts essentially the most is what you be taught,
After you realize all of it.
9. “Press On”
By Calvin Coolidge
Nothing on this planet can take the place of persistence.
Expertise is not going to; nothing is extra widespread than unsuccessful males with expertise.
Genius is not going to; unrewarded genius is nearly a proverb.
Training is not going to; the world is filled with educated derelicts.
Persistence and dedication alone are all-powerful.
The slogan ‘Press On’ has solved and all the time will remedy the issues of the human race.
By Rudyard Kipling
For those who can maintain your head when all about you
Are shedding theirs and blaming it on you;
For those who can belief your self when all males doubt you,
However make allowance for his or her doubting too;
For those who can wait and never be drained by ready,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give approach to hating,
And but don’t look too good, nor speak too smart;
For those who can dream—and never make goals your grasp;
For those who can assume—and never make ideas your purpose;
For those who can meet with triumph and catastrophe
And deal with these two imposters simply the identical;
For those who can bear to listen to the reality you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a entice for fools,
Or watch the belongings you gave your life to damaged,
And stoop and construct ‘em up with worn-out instruments:
If you can also make one heap of all of your winnings
And danger it on one flip of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and begin once more at your beginnings
And by no means breathe a phrase about your loss;
For those who can drive your coronary heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your flip lengthy after they’re gone,
And so maintain on when there may be nothing in you
Besides the Will which says to them: “Maintain on!”;
For those who can speak with crowds and maintain your advantage,
Or stroll with kings—nor lose the widespread contact,
If neither foes nor loving pals can damage you,
If all males depend with you, however none an excessive amount of;
For those who can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ value of distance run—
Yours is the Earth and every thing that’s in it,
And—which is extra—you’ll be a Man, my son!
11. “Carpe Diem”
By Shannon Hughes
As daylight fades and twilight approaches,
Swift and regular night time quickly encroaches.
So seize this very second and ponder the following.
What’s going to you do with the moments you’ve left?
For no headstone can ever eulogize,
The demise of nice goals unrealized.
This text was revealed in November 2016 and has been up to date. Photograph by Dean Drobot/Shutterstock