I didn't intend to post anything this morning. I was responding to another blog about how to find your enthusiasm you had when you first started in real estate. As I began my response, the following kind of fell out. It's not Frost, Whitman or evne Suess for that matter, but it reminds my why I got in this crazy business, for a better life for my family. Hope you like it.
Imagine the feeling on Christmas morning
as I spied all those presents under the tree
What surpises awaited, what joy it would bring
Cause I knew each of them was for me.
If I could bottle that glee
If I could hold on to that joy
If I could regain the feeling
I got from each and every toy
Then what success could I find
What goals could I achieve
No could stop me
I would always be happy
Then something happened
An event I did not forsee
It would change me forever
Like a light that would always shine on me
He was 8lbs 6 ozs, my bundle of joy
I would do anything for my little boy
So there you have it,
When I need to find my joy
I rush hone to my family and
I play ball with my little boy
Frank Verna
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