One night I had a wonderous dream,
One set of footprints there were seen,
The footprints of theGoddess they were,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some stranger prints appeared,
So I asked Her "What have we here,
These prints are large and round and neat,
But much to big to be from feet."
"My child" She said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you alone,
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."
"You would not learn you would not grow,
The walk of faith you would not know,
So I got tired I got fed up
And there I dropped you on your butt"
"Becaude in ife there comes a time,
When one must fight and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand."