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poemmemm

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Bobby Shafto

on 27 February 2017

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For every hill I've had to climb,
For every stone that bruised my feet,
For all the blood and sweat and grime,
For blinding storms and burning heat
My heart sings but a grateful song—
These were the things that made me strong.

For all the heartaches and the tears,
For all the anguish and the pain,
For gloomy days and fruitless years,
And for the hopes that lived in vain,
I do give thanks, for now I know
These were the things that helped me grow.

'Tis not the softer things of life
Which stimulate man's will to strive;
But bleak adversity and strife
Do most to keep man's will alive.
O'er rose-strewn paths the weaklings creep,
But brave hearts dare to climb the steep.

L. E. Thayer

For Every Hill I've Had to Climb
Author uses "for" as though he is thanking his challenges
Though still using for, the author now lists the products of the obstacles stated in the previous stanza
English
6th Grade
8th Grade
Studies math until Calculus
Freshman Year
Scores third in school on test
Junior Year
Gets internship at travelers
Senior Year
Passes Actuarial Exam
For every hill I've had to climb,
For every stone that bruised my feet
For all the blood and sweat and grime
For blinding storms and burning heat
My heart sings but a grateful song-
These were the things that made me strong.
For all the heartaches and the tears
For all the anguish and the pain
For the gloomy days and fruitless years
And for the hopes that lived in vain
I do give thanks, for now I know
These were the things that helped me grow.
'Tis not the softer things of life
Which stimulate man's will to strive;
But bleak adversity and strife
Do most to keep man's will alive.
O'er rose-strewn paths the weaklings creep,
But brave hearts dare to climb the steep.
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