Some good friends of mine gave me an old sheet music book from the 1950s which I thought was cool. On the back was a poem that I thought everyone out here might enjoy as well. Here it is... 

PERSISTENCE by Vance Chrysler

With new guitar and eager hands

I sat down to learn to play;

The sounds came forth uncertain

But I practiced every day.

Sometimes it seemed hopeless -

My guitar got out of tune.

Folks told me that Id never learn

And I retreated to my room.

But my guitar went with me

And the practicing went on.

Beyond the door I heard them say,

Well...Maybe...and then they were gone.

The sounds came forth more clearly;

I was spurred to harder things

And I began to reap the peace

That self-made music brings.

Folks then began to listen,

Amazed at what they heard.

They asked me how I did it -

And persistence was my word.

But I kept from them a secret

That was never yet been told - 

The sounds came not from my guitar 

But from deep within my soul.

There you have it... A cool poem I found by accident about how persistence will eventually pay off. So keep practicing...its worth it!

Tags: Music Practice Poem

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