Man is not made of stone,
But of flesh and bone.
Nor of iron clasps,
But of air gasps.
Gasps of air under a milky sky.
Where the mighty may live but the great die.
Die for honor, for faith, for hope, and for love.
And live for things from above.
For men are made of heart.
Which lights the way even through the dark.
For true men stand not on money or power,
But doing what's right every hour.
Lost Skiing
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