She has dreamt many dreams that never came true
She has seen them vanish at dawn
But she has realised enough of her dreams, thank God
To make her want to dream on.

She has prayed many prayers when no answer came
She has waited patient and long
But answers have come enough of her prayers
To make her keep praying on.

She has asked many a friend who failed
And left her to weep alone
But she has found enough of her friends true-blue
To make her keep trusting on.

She has seen many seeds that fell by the way
For the birds to feed upon
But she has held enough golden sheaves in her hand
To make her keep sewing on.

She has drained the cup of disappointment and pain
She has gone many days without a song
But she has sipped enough nectar from the rose of life
To make her want to live on...